Sad times i live,
Good times promising,
All i want is to survive,
Am i worth living,
Nothing to keep,
its only a dream,
Driving a jeep,
On a melting cream,
Am i worth living,
Will the good happen,
Myself am loosing,
My minds sharpen,
Friends so rare,
Nobody talking to me,
Not even one friend to care,
The only thing left is 'me'.
An insightful depiction of life at its deplorable low ebb, well articulated and nicely penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing Majid.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
my pleasure Chinedu Dike