Sour wounds

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For you, life is a gift
for me, it’s everyday struggle
for you, your dreams and wishes await
when you start your day
for me, fears greet me
as I begin my journey on uncertain ways
for you, there is ample time
open roads to get what you want
for me, I’ve to figure out and create ways
through tough mountains in summer days
the sour wounds I have acquired in this struggle
have left my skin and soul shattered and battered
I think children only smile coz they have not been to life’s battle
these sour wounds are hard to heal, yet so easy to acquire

For you, living for the moment is fine
for me, questions and finding their answers define
every second of my life
for you, your struggle is to make your life better
for me, my struggle is to take care of people who look up to me
life isn’t the same for both of us and so aren’t our circumstances
living in a world where there is much unpredictability
happiness comes to visit me rarely than worry
upon its arrival and departure it always leaves
my skin and soul injured, hurt and sorrowful
these sour wounds I have sustained in lifelong struggle
have left my skin and soul shattered and battered
I think children only smile coz they have not been to life’s battle
these sour wounds are hard to heal, yet so easy to acquire

Written by Muhammad Wasif Haq (2013)
Gold Coast, Australia
The page is a part of Cool Bluez

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