Broken Images Poem by Norden Lama

Every man is a hero
Master of courage and hardship…
Solo warrior, silence is his power
He, I say, a fishing stick,
For excavating boundaries…
And reaching for more.
He be reason,
For a much open and accepting family.
He access the journey of life
With valor and with class
A gentleman, a prince
He stands with his shining image
He can deal with anything in life
A true warrior of life
He takes chances
Attempts more and think less
He truly justify the way he lives
Obviously elaborates his tribe
Deals less with tears and emotions
A healthy mind owner, I say
Avoids the nonsense issues
He, a man of valor and dignity
True man, a signature of
Originality in his every act
And here one man stands
Leaning on something
Leguminous human…
A scavenger… feeding on dead dreams
Living in fantasy and why shouldn’t he,
Where his future is a mess and coward to
Face the reality
He also has a love story to tell
Much more a painful one, the 1st part of panic love type
He has a sad story of despair
He has a broken heart, so useless to repair.
That he loved someone
And that she broke his heart
With broken heart
With broken embraces
With broken dreams
With broken relationship
Sums for Broken images
His broken images, .
I have seen him crying like a girl
I have seen him taking his hand covering his both eyes,
And saying, what to do now…. Lord, what to do now.
To whom I should go now…. Lord, to whom I should show now.
My disgrace, my uncontrollable distress.
With a broken image… he is no more a man
Apart true men
He ain’t justified to call a true man
With lost aim
With lost confidence
With lost dreams
Here we loose a man.
She is the only reason