Dreamer Poem by Hanan Muzafar

Of not being able to love,
maybe road to love is rough,
Of what you take from here,
maybe memories and laugh;
Young try to conquer,
then after they realize,
There's nothing, for what they were fighting for,
It's a world of graveyards,
filled with many crowds:
Without Divine intervention, nothing changes;
Then nature takes over,
turning the tide and fate of mankind,
Neither it's cruel,
nor what we call inhumane:
It's Divine law.
We all fight for something,
In that, we loose a lot,
Then at a time,
You question,
whether to do or do not?
But time takes you down.