• altafmurtaza 42w

    Once when I was young and angry

    Once when I was young and angry
    People exulted, left me in misery
    It didn't shake my ignited imagery
    But resulted in making me a denizen of solitary

    I wasn't studying then in nursery
    Neither was indulged in playful gimmickry
    Looked forward to attain ethereal mastery
    By rebuffing overtures to be a voluptuary

    Ultimately inclined in the realm of poetry

    ©altafmurtaza