Who am I?

 

I am collection of small defeats after small defeats

Jumping from one failure to another is my journey

I exist only in thoughts and feelings

Everything I give to this world is real

 

I stay true to my art like a mad artist

Craziness has been part of my genius

Tomorrow can be my last day

But so is today loud and very alive

 

Either my attention is on you or somewhere else

Half hearted is not my thing

Loving without fear is what defines my character

To be the last man standing in your rescue is my code

 

Who are we to judge one another

I follow my instinct and listen my experience

Today’s view of me can be wrong tomorrow

For we are all losers in life alone and insecure

 

I leave my mark here and there in shade

Just like a calm tree growing and fruiting

Aging is a reward that youth won’t understand

Life is somehow a picture we paint with our own story