Arb Rudi Poems

That time in 2019...

When hell had struck
upon my life,
...

It's been a while since the last time I wrote.
I can't remember how to rhyme anymore.
I'm just out there, in the middle of nowhere,
searching for a clue to lead me back to my roots.
...

As I waved my sword across the sky,
I felt it cutting through the wind and clouds.
With this heart of gold, I earned with pride.
I can easily be called the strongest man of this crowd.
...

A lonely flower,
standing on the edge of the pot.
Looking at how the others,
are having fun.
...

My fears have strangled me by my feet
and are continuously dragging me underneath.
As much as I'm crawling upwards,
I'm falling at an unpredictable speed.
...

To my future,
I beseech you.
Treat me better than
how the past has treated me.
...