Poets logo

What would I do if I were older?

You left me drowning broken

By Kisama Riyo Published about a year ago 2 min read

What would I have done if I were older?

And what hopes did I have other than the keys to victory?

And what anthem would I have composed if the strings had deserted me?

If I were younger, what slogan would I have taken as a dream?

And what poems would not have withered?

And what left me drowning broken in the rivers?

So what is left for me after I grow up and board the ship of the revolutionaries?

Oh brother, help me

Before the sirens go off

And I fall into the pits exhausted

How many times have I found myself out of my mind, talking to the birds

And asking them to tell me all kinds of news?

And to reveal secrets in the distance

And fate did not tell me tales

And I was not its orbit

To change the course of its star

Oh brother, do not blame me

If I demolish the walls of my house?

And I fought a treacherous enemy

Stolen my dream during the day

And beat me until I was dizzy

Eyes gathered around me

But they did not see me while I was around

Oh brother, let me be like the rain,

Watering the roses and flowers

And not paying attention to excuses

And do not hold me accountable for a treacherous dream

He betrayed me and pre-empted the journey

Oh brother, do not leave me

Alone in the dark so I get confused

But teach me how to be

In gratitude like birds?

Let me fly with the birds of the day

Fill the universe with lights

Carry the wing of a raging wind

If worries overtake me in my heart

Does the soul of the poet wander?

Let me be the chosen voter

And do not fill me with excuses?

No colonizer will convince me

That I am like him, ungrateful to beauty

And he did not become my jailer

And did not prevent me from escaping?

My friend, let me make the decision

for myself

and be like a cloud in a heavy rain

for the world has become a field for revolutionaries

and people have dedicated themselves to colonialism

and have begun to fight with their hands or stones

every traitor to his country has become a traitor

so what can I do if I am greater

except to return my land to the free?

and defeat every evil that hides behind the curtain

artBalladheartbreak

About the Creator

Kisama Riyo

I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.

Reader insights

Good effort

You have potential. Keep practicing and don’t give up!

Add your insights

Comments (1)

Sign in to comment
  • DinakaranGabout a year ago

    Nice

Find us on social media

Miscellaneous links

  • Explore
  • Contact
  • Privacy Policy
  • Terms of Use
  • Support

© 2026 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.