All the while i was thinking
For a better prosperity
From the age of understanding.
Toiled a little and spoiled more
I worked out a plan
Only to put my life in a litter bin.
Years have past
And dear ones have run fast
Leaving me behind to pant.
I lost the race bitterly
And now I cry for a better track
Once again aiming to run hard.
Skills and skills have been my friends
Thoughtless life surpassed my wills
Nothing if i say everything kills.
A life full of desperation
Devoured my happiness
In the name of passion towards work.
Missing it all
I hope for a better sunrise
And in the process I hate myself.
13 April 2011
hi, its a good poem. u have briefly described ur life but very clearly & very skilfully. great work thanks for sharing.
Dont make sunrise turn sunset Mohamed Umar, dont need to start hate yourself...this poem really deep and i know it deeper than i could reached..Embrace your days as life is unwritten, you are driver of your own destiny..u must know this :) If u hate yourself who else will understand and like u more, coz even you self hate u...Love yourself because you were meant to born and U are born special just believe and no need to degrade what u have now...Believe me to believe u, i believe in U friend :) _Unwritten Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
U wear a mask of goodness with spite within