Common Man

Before lalochezia could 

do anything, 

loads of problems 

snuggled to me. 

Before success could 

pretend to accost, 

defeats escorted me.

In the maze of life, 

I became a farrago, 

sometimes emotions 

overwhelmed me 

and sometimes, inner softness took shape of cruelty in my attitude. 

Yes, I am a common man, 

I have fears, 

I have tensions, 

I have love 

and I have hatred in me. 

Mere achievement gives 

immense happiness

failure breaks me, 

still I want to live life, 

still I dream of miracles, 

still I dream of perceivable happiness.

Yes, 

I am a common man, 

I have fears, 

I have tensions, 

I have love 

and I have hatred in me.