Millstones Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi

I feel that I have become grown tired.
Looking through my eyes,
life has tuned less than I idesired.
People expecting me to help them,
whilst all the time they cause me pain.
Bled dry by lies good or bad.
Feel that I should defend myself or become the cad.
Loosen the burden that is unnecessary.
Lossen the Millstone around my neck.
Lighten my life of all things wrong sad.
Turning my frown into my trademark smile.
Something, no-one has seen in a while.

Feel that the lines I have written that,
you've experienced the same.
Look at your coat-tails - get rid of the deadweights.
The losers who hang as they have nothing else.
Do it now or you'll forever regret this for the rest of your days.


I Siddiqi 17.03.09