I walk a lonely path
Strewn with wrath
But I am fine cause that's the only way out
Knowing this is the cost we all ought to pay
Haters shouting on the side line
The only way to deprive them
The power they all crave to have
The cry for attention is loud
And they think I am deaf
For I only hear one voice
The voice I give to my dreams
Every day is a struggle
But all this seems trivial
To what I see in the end
Not many have my sight
So I consider them blind
I believe I have a shot
That is reason enough to fight
And in the end
You don't find what you are looking for
Know you at least did try
YOU ARE READING
Whispers of the heart
Poetrya collection of poems on love, struggle and random stuffs. this would also include some quotes, life lessons etc.