Poems

I wrote these amateur poems on a sleepless night, the night before.

1. Knowing people around. Knowing that you're alone
Doing all you have to do. Being all that you can be
Feeling tired. Feeling exhausted
Trying to be strong. But getting weaker
Wishing that you could do better
But that's just the way life is

2. Learning that on good weather many pilots are there
Learning that now they have fared.
Knowing their jealousy and greedy mind
Knowing it's best to leave them behind.
Learning not to help again
Learning not to forgive often.
While it's hard they want to add
Whatever your problems they care not.
Their storm is over they go back
Your storm remains for you alone to drag.
Saying they help but they never do
On bad weathers they disappear and just blame you.
But when good weather's back, they're their to greet
They would jump in to take credit.
Who wouldn't want such people around
Knowing that all they can do is harm.
Having gone through such a phase
Untrue people and pretenders are erased.
Winning some new faces and remaining less
But these few are genuine and best.

3. Waking up in the middle of the night
This painful pain I try to fight.
But physically it's tearing me down
Knowing only on you I can count.