Rock on

Fragile as kurdt
Loving the needle drop
when the bubble ceases to pop
Is Love to blame?
Hope you reached nirvana.
This world don’t mend wings broken in flight
Die from shock before you kiss the ground. 

Be your own drug

All content by Hakeem Adam. 

Dear you

Dear you,

It is me again.
Hard to recognize you behind the pane
You’re still hiding from the fame.
We both feel same;
It’s something we don’t want but will gain
Just promise me you’ll stay sane
And let the values that brought us here remain.
Before it is all inane

                           Yours now and always,
                              Yourself before yourself.