Its better not to dream, when sleep is at stake,
When paths are not known and emotions are fake;
Its better not to love, when the world is void of trust,
When your own leaves you, tears are a must;
But still you got to fight against what is wrong..
For what kills you not makes you strong.
Its better not to hope, when nothing is your own,
When the seeds of hatred are already sown;
Its better not to succeed, when jealousy is there,
It gets you to the top, and removes the stair;
But still you got to fight against what is wrong..
For what kills you not makes you strong.
Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 5:39 AM UTC
Its better not to dream, when sleep is at stake,
When paths are not known and emotions are fake;
Its better not to love, when the world is void of trust,
When your own leaves you, tears are a must;
But still you got to fight against what is wrong..
For what kills you not makes you strong.
Its better not to hope, when nothing is your own,
When the seeds of hatred are already sown;
Its better not to succeed, when jealousy is there,
It gets you to the top, and removes the stair;
But still you got to fight against what is wrong..
For what kills you not makes you strong.
A poem that I had written after my first break up during my teenage years.