Hey Folx! Meer here! Finally I'm sharing few words of mine after ages. Hope you all like it! What a beggar am I !
What a beggar am I !
The slightest affection seemed like love.
Those little efforts seemed the source of my dove.
Unaware that I am worthy for more than that.
Maybe really a beggar I am -
that I get happy with few cents,
thrown in my hat.
I saw myself in the mirror.
It wasn't that wealthy guy by heart anymore.
I was drained of love, it seems
And now I am collecting it again in bits and pieces,
Like seashells from the shore.
Oh! What a beggar am I !
When did I become?
Life was great, it was fun and up above,
until I knew I was such a beggar for love.
Now I hate the shadow in the mirror that I see.
I ain't anymore what I used to be.
I never knew chasing love is gonna burn me down -
turn me into ashes and vapourise my fragrance brown.
I never knew when such loneliness covered my sky,
until I realised - What a beggar am I !
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