January 27, 2026
A World Not Mine
To the souls who tiptoed into a world,
That never embraced their difference,
Each day a struggle to keep pace,
With time cruel and unkind.
Each day inching painfully forward,
To a venture never claimed as one’s own.
Eyes that beg to see the world differently;
A vibrant world far from the cast mould!
A longing deeply desired, but never bore roots.
A wishful smile and a thin ray of sunlit hope
To brighten a path never meant to be tread.
Shunned from the embrace for unmet expectations,
A look of worry for the life's battles not won,
Cold expectations draining life of its warmth.
The piercing the heart takes for the misery not sown-
It's a cruel fate that smiles in sarcastic tones.
To live and not live -an irony pronounced
To those who dwell in the shadows of light.
To live in the world paved with sunshine,
Yet lie awake in the dark night.