The Re-Birth Of A Phoenix Poem by Raniyal Niyada

'spending the life trying
to make someone happy'-
that was me, for a little while.
then I shut the sham of morality.
going with the flow of time,
On this creek on a golden dusk
is where I reached...
On this evening I stare onto
the river that I floated in..
Before me the water did not flow!
All that flew was my life!
as the tides began, I was taken aback.
The whirlpools swirls around...
The school days I spend alone,
the best friends I gained,
the other school I attended,
the masked people I met there,
the love I found there,
the betrayal that I endured,
flowing along the river...
one by one they all passed by.
then came the fresh new tides...
into it I plundered,
on the drive to find a shore.
In no hurry I am...
for this is the one I have waited for...
waving adios to all,
swiming off the desert!
towards the pasture to be found.
no worries and no tension!
for the river will flow...
and in the end, the destiny would be found,
for the happiness is not of people who sit
in despire but of the people who
fights for the same...