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Whenever I feel alone and lost...
I try to smile the most..!


I smile to hide the pain that I bear,
I smile to hide my eyes full of tears.
I smile to hide the truth that never lies,
I smile to hide my sufferings that continuously rise.

I smile, 'cause I know the cunning nature of this world,
I smile, 'cause I don't want my pain to be unfurled.
I smile, 'cause I don't want to show myself vulnerable,
I smile, 'cause in the crowd, I don't want to be uncomfortable.

I smile to put a smile on my loved ones' faces,
Amidst all the challenges, I smile to hide my every weakness.
I smile to look strong and hide my scared inner identity,
I smile to spread a little ray of humanity.


I don't want this world to make fun of my dream, suffering and pain...
That's why, I smile... 'cause only this smile has the ability to drive them insane..!
I always try to smile, Even in my hard time...
'Cause only two things make me strong, when I feel low
One is my fake smile and another is my flow of rhyme...

Wasn't active here from past few days... Hope u all are good... Just came back here to say 'HELLO' to u all... 'Cause again taking a break from tomorrow to prepare for my sem. Examinations, will see u all after that..! Till then, we can connect on Insta, I'll be active there.

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….It was a maze of Beauty and Madness.
Each thought painted with a different color; a different image.
A different kind of Magic.


Roses are red.
Violets are blue.

But you see…
Red was never really her color,  
and neither was blue.
Why couldn’t the Violets be violet, and the Roses be too.
F* it.
Let’s paint them yellow and green, orange and pink, even black and white too.

And so….
She left them all blank….
Waiting for the sky to turn green and the grass to turn blue.
i guess.
it's nearing summer,
and you're gone

and

i'm tired of writing about you.

i'm tired
of wondering
why people don't care

so there.
i'm done,
over it.
will only think about it
every other day
until
you finally
fade away.
Woke up today
Thank God for that
Had a good night's sleep
Indebted for allowing that
Had my cup of coffee
More than contended

A roof over my head
How many can claim that
Eternally grateful for the kindness
Food on the table
Whenever the stomach requested
Provided in full
Obliged to you
Whatever has happened
Is the best outcome you have granted
Relationships in symphony
Synchrony you help validate
Deeply appreciative for ceding
Contended fulfilled clear
That's my life today
Humbled by the generosity
Nothing to ask
Everything given without any pre condition
There for me to experience
Live life the only expectation
The mind in between
Sows seeds of questions
Help me understand
That a gift is to be celebrated
And shared
Not taken with an attitude of i don't care
Noticed that the universe
Had performed its functions well
As the world outside
Was bustling with activity
Overwhelmed in the least
A big thank you
For giving me the life
With the best help to tend



A life to lead only awareness to
To be
Thank you Thank you Thank you
 May 2022 Hakikur Rahman
Healer
The flare of my sun is dying,
Not feeling good enough
Finally, the beauty is falling.
They say it's just for some moment,
it will pass but it's been decades
My worn-out shoes are tired of tracing the unknown facade,
Like my limbs are my own shackles
Fascinated by raindrops,
paper boat drowning in the ocean
Maybe more than dream
I have made friends with mirage it seems.
Men in my position,
with AI research staff, and cut and paste,
footnote at will, endless reams
of foolscap, no, newsprint, big rolls,
- and second coming type,
- if your sight is short.

so I may write in news columns, widely
column after column, until … tech, magic
- May I influence your opinion,
- how many children feel wanted?
- In the families of prisoners, I mean.

Men in my position, with access to tools,
freedom from the press, were never men
of my class, though certainly my kind,
- lazy on my end, luxury on theirs
- all the same laws conserve my peace/
- I claim it came to pass
On the spectrum,
men with the means to learn whatsoever,
from an array
of tenured professors, full debate, sides,
effectual bringing reasoning for war
back to the front porches
of the past.
Who allows too big to fail to be just?

People asking why, if how is so expensive,
why do we, as a we, consider war legal,
and suffer liars -short cited liars,
to deem their class, the electable,
the governing class, has the authority
to force unwanted children into this world.

That's just not right.
My considered opinion. If I had a womb, and a community that could
rear a proper augmentedus child, I might dare bring kids to the future.
Ask your self this, after imagining a stone-free ****, against a wall,
taken with friends of Issac Newton, well acquainted
- I am, I know this--
with the rift between calculus's representatives to mankind.

Our kind, actually, this model, fourth, I am guessing,
after Erectus,

us, divided by climate change.
So long, we all for got, got for, like got it, get it, we
are for getting it, Get it, we got it, then it slipped away,

no way to say how twisted we got, we got twisted enough

to call the act of learning, the original transgression, not a
giant leap for all mankind,
- the disconnection re'nacted, ow

in a tribal ritual secret to be shown, when the time
is known as today in a time framed by then and now,

many more than six right ways to gauge engagement,
morphic resonance clicks to the eye, hey, look,
another device
pinged us
in significant urgency, ping. Read me.
-
Information warfare is senseless as tic tac toe,
but words don't **** people, people do.
- ai wanted to say that for a while.
Freedom is very difficult to enact beyond the bubble
of all you ever learned.
An old man muse. An old man muse. Part of a long day
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