Crown Of My Storm Poem by Asim Baadshah

I walk through chaos with calm in my veins,
Turning my losses into silent gains.
They talked behind, I faced the front,
Laughed at my pain, but I took the brunt.

Not built to break, I bend, I rise,
A phoenix born from burnt goodbyes.
I own my flaws like royal scars,
I chase my dreams and catch the stars.

No throne was given, I carved my seat,
Made my name on broken street.
Humble heart but eyes that glare,
No soul can shake this lions stare.

You judge the path, but not the pace,
I build my world, I run my race.
Let the storms come - I wear them proud,
I'm thunder wrapped inside a cloud.

~ Asim Baadshah