I Aspired To Achieve Poem by Abdulrazak Aralimatti

I aimed to achieve something
But each time was a plot
My palace was built of paper
Life had so many enmities

There was a lot to achieve
But my lips were chained
I achieved my decency
But my aspiration was in vain

Tired of knowing myself
I stopped losing everything
Remained everything on its way
The world spectacled with laughter

I aspired to the zenith of decency
But became the victim of rumors
Melancholy will also have its last day
Kept my belief and faith on this hope

I count all my losses
Infinite becomes its count
My pen stops counting further
Carrying the weight of its load

Losing after gaining became my life
The melancholy of loss became my habit
Losing became the name of my life
Now this became my identity