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Apr 2019
When I was young
I use to dream of being a star
I use to glance beyond the sky
But here I am with my heart bruised with scar

When I was a teen
I used to dream that money won’t be a thing
‘s long as my heart and mind could work as a team

When I was young
I used to dream of a house with four walls
And a glass roof that let-in the sunshine
But here I am in this mud hut
Covered with metal and hot thatch

When I was a teen
I use to dream of a futile relationship
A poetic love life filled with stars at night
But here I am staring lonely at the moon outside

But time has passed and I have grown up
I no longer seek that futile dream
For though the battles still rage endlessly
But I grew up been an expert in compressing it
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When I was young
I used to dream of being an engineer
But those days are gone
Here I mourn
But here I am wandering in this sphere
In the land of nowhere
Stuck in life’s brevity
Wait, ain’t I the navigator of my destiny
Why are you a charming enemy of my identity?
Destiny asking me: won’t you shed tear
Forget it D: my heart is my pioneer
While determination is my fueling gear
My patience will not turn to fear
Destiny where?
You can’t stop me from getting there
The lord is my guarding spear
It’s my life, do not interfere
My face may look worried but my mind is clear
I’m almost there
This is my breakthrough year
Abdullateef Moshood
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Abdullateef Moshood  31/M/Ogbomoso, Oyo, Nigeria
(31/M/Ogbomoso, Oyo, Nigeria)   
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