Salma Laskar


What Is My Dilemma


My heart doth whimper,
No lachrymatory to hold the gush of eyes.
So much to say,
Will I be able to hear what 'I' have to say.

My inner drive so stabile,
How do I take any stand.
Am I scared of being responsible;
Or being thought as responsible.
Am I scared of the expectations I have for myself;
Or expectations others have for me.
Am I scared of a heart-break;
Or breaking a heart.

Am I dreaming.
Well its good.
But am I dreaming some one else's dream..
What about my dreams?
Am I restraining myself from achieving something.
Or am I restraining myself fom achieving something I dont believe in.
Then what is stopping me to achieve what I believe in..

Is it the dream which I never saw.
Is it the expectations I never had.
Is it the responsibility I was not meant for.

Submitted: Thursday, May 09, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, June 19, 2013

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