I Poem by Bhavik Bamania

I act as a character in this world
Which controls by mighty god
I’m confused and in maze
What to write on my blank page

I wonder if I think about me
Why God made me
Is he sent me to be cause of cry?
Or for people’s joy?

I’m that fellow who
Don’t know where to go?
I think me as a dilettante
But all elder says me inattentive

I don’t know is they right?
Or they all are wrong
But I know one thing
My attitude makes me left

But still I’m happy
And still I enjoy
Asiding all quoth
And accept my spirit

But sometimes I really disagree
With my lazy leisury attitude
As I can’t stay on my note
Which makes me depress

I was a subject of gay
People of nearby crack joke
As all of them know me
That I can’t able to do what I say

But they all don’t know
That instead of promote
They all fired their words as bow
Perhaps its my shortage

Written on 11th February 2011