Story Of A Half Baked Man Poem by pramod sen

Don’t stare at me
What have you given to me
A heart full of dreams
Without the ingredients to achieve them
A brain full of thought
Without the courage to implement any
Now you have stolen my life from me
My all happiness
I can’t even breath properly
Every times when I try
I can smell my half baked dreams
That unfinished journeys
That swallowed thoughts
You have made me good for nothing
At first I thought being good is everything
All will happen its own
What stupid I was
I didn’t see your weapons
Worked against me
I was helpless
Every time I obeyed you
I made you happy
Instead you have stolen my dreams
And made me a half baked man.