Entitled

My strength comes from
Loneliness,
From times that redefine
The lines across
My palms

A straight path was never
Mine to follow,
The forks that lie ahead of
Me
Align with the sky,
Ending at the mouth
Of the horizon

I was born in an hour of
Despair
Bad omens seldom stand
A chance against me,
I’m the curse of
Destruction

The closer you get
The harder you bleed

I’m a writer,
Sometimes devoid of
Words
I’m a poet,
Sometimes at a loss for
Rhymes
I’m a human,
Sometimes deceptively
Flawless.

-Nameera.

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I’ve been having trouble sleeping at night recently. This poem is a result of a myriad of bottled emotions that have been swelling in the back of my head. Every stanza speaks of a different phase in my life that permanently broke some parts of me or made me a stronger human being. If you’re going through a tough situation, remember that it’s more of an opportunity to redefine yourself rather than retiring with the belief that pain is the end. It’s only a beginning, all you’ve to do is choose your path.