By Areeba Khan
Listening to the turning of pages,
sweat running down the juvenile faces.
Some are trying to catch train for a beautiful destination yet to come
and others are like dandelions
trying to make their places in a fern.
This silly heart of mine started playing
Musical chair on a speed
I could be a “master poet”
and they would still think I’m unemployed.
I could be everything
but still not what people need.
charming,smarter-what other people want
I started looking at myself from
other people’s eyes
Oh!What a bad reflection to flaunt.
Every time I lose the grip of my pen
I find myself completely lost
because people forget their worth
as if they have a cost.
Before moving the staring wheel of my life I looked at the rear view mirror
Suddenly,I see a person
that doesn’t stare .
As pursuing a career according to the society would be my
Law breaking exception
until I realised “I want to go in a different direction.”