I Am Beating The Life Poem by Saddam Husen

I am repeating the life.

A moment, which I celebrate many years ago;
Still celebrating today and will tomorrow;
A rack moment, at which I cry yesterday
Still at that I wept today;
This is my boring life.

There was a love in my past;
She tried to change me, very fast;
Many protest came on the way
But, all of sudden, she stopped her way
..and gave me a confusing life.

Whenever I think of my first love;
Tears make me blind, and burn flame in nerve
Sudden, decide to spoil myself
But love, stand erect and help
Then I came down to carry my shoulder
And supposing to build my folder
This is my gloaming life.