When I stand forth the mirror I am always puzzled,
Wondering why my life was juggled,
Sometimes it's me sometimes someone else,
Or is it the dark shadows rising from the hell,
I stand torn in despair,
Thinking about my wretched life that's now beyond repair,
I can never be myself again,
And enjoy all the positive gain,
Divided into two I carry forth my life,
Learning to live somehow even after knowing that my life has been slit with a knife,
All the pains and trauma that I have been through can never be taken,
Unless and until I am left broken,
I am still hunting for that answer to come,
And slowly facing all the disasters…
Wondering why my life was juggled,
Sometimes it's me sometimes someone else,
Or is it the dark shadows rising from the hell,
I stand torn in despair,
Thinking about my wretched life that's now beyond repair,
I can never be myself again,
And enjoy all the positive gain,
Divided into two I carry forth my life,
Learning to live somehow even after knowing that my life has been slit with a knife,
All the pains and trauma that I have been through can never be taken,
Unless and until I am left broken,
I am still hunting for that answer to come,
And slowly facing all the disasters…
"Not Broken Yet" Is Copyright To AbdulAziz Mohammed 2011