A Word That Ceases My Life Poem by Mohammed Arshad Amin

A WORD THAT CEASES MY LIFE

No problem, I'm a budding youth
How can I ideally choose my luck?
As everything depends on victory
Just to get history on my way.

No problem, I'm an eloquent poet
The poet can express everything
By quilling the ink, onto the papers
As everything possible to express.

No problem, I'm a fervent teacher
I just rejoice in gregarious teaching
I can feel the pain from my pupils
Because teaching is my pleasure.

No problem, I'm a vulnerable refugee
That doesn't mean I'm not a human
Everyone can achieve what they desire
But everything locked for being the refugee.

_ Mohammed Arshad Amin