#WritcoPoemChallenge
My life is an open book,
That led me through every nook,
And every corner of discovery,
Of life's long journey
Where do I belong

I knock on every door,
Express myself to the core,
Allow the love and hate from artributers,
With no aim of unsuccessful demise
Where do I belong

I get back to the books,
Looking from the right to the left,
Yet with no success the ambition in me,
Still seeks to prove the malice wrong
Where do I belong

On my knees to seek a breakthrough,
I look up to the sky,
In pain and agony to say a word to my maker,
In tears I end my prayer
Where do I belong

I lay on my bed,
With no further ado,
Only to have the most weirdest of dreams,
Of calamity and ambush upon my kith and kin,
Due to my own fate,
Again I think to myself,
Where do I belong

I still believe a day will dawn,
As the sun rises,
And luck will be on my side,
At long last I will have my dreams fulfilled...
And I will make ends meet... My dreams will and urs too should always be valid..
Where do I belong