Ibrar Siddiqi Poems
I am a person.
More baggage than you think.
Lots of problems to which could drive you to drink.
I don't want to be involved with anyone.
Because of the burden I have become.
Along the road of life I have travelled.
Lots of problems slowly unravelled.
Met this person who was a snake in the grass.
Alas poor me, I don't think I will last.
Was full of life and happiness.
My smile would attract women of beauty and class.
Yet I wonder why.
People put sticks in the spokes.
When I ride out on my bicyle of life.
I am tired of fxing things that weren't ...
Why Oih Why
Why oh why
Do I feel
I wanna cry
Feels like my life is passing me by
In my tinted jalopy
I watch the people that walk past.
Man with a son
I envy you
Some to hold you with little pressure