No One Knows Better; It's You. Poem by Aiman Rathore

Breathe…
Cry…
Open your eyes
Take it all in,
And cry a little more
Relax, when you still
Have the time
Next thing you know,
You’ll be learning how to fly

It’s not the hardest part,
From what I know
Yet you trip and drop
Fall and crawl back up
Then it’s time to choose

Either way it was right
‘Cause here is a secret,
No one knows better
It’s you.

If only,
We never looked back
And suddenly,
Wanted a change
In the written past,
That is history now.

‘You’ll have your
Time to regret, my dear
When you’re old and bare!
Now watch me,
Spread my wings
And just stand there
As I take off! ’
29th-Aug-08.