Half a Man
written by: Yll Brahimi
Half lost, half happy,
Lonely but never alone.
My fears are with me;
They’re the thoughts that I don’t own.
Half here, my heart is there,
To a place where flowers bloom,
While I’m stuck in this nightmare,
Praying for the sun to rise soon.
Half dead, half alive,
Never felt love, joy, or harmony.
Half a life, enough to survive,
Until my soul is set free.
My soul is the shoe I shaped for you,
For the people who want to see,
Half hidden, half true.
It fits everyone but me.
Half luck, with half a plan,
Half confident, half real,
Never whole, just half a man.
Some wounds only time can heal.
Yll Brahimi is a college student, marketing manager, and digital marketing educator. He is Albanian 🇦🇱 from Kosova 🇽🇰. Passionate about marketing and business, he enjoys helping others navigate the digital world while continuously learning and growing in his own journey. Writing has been a part of his life for as long as he can remember, serving as a way to express his thoughts, experiences, and reflections on the world. His poetry often explores themes of self-realization, ambition, and the impact of human connections. He writes about his own experiences, his love for his family, his people, and his country, capturing the emotions and challenges that shape his perspective. Through his writing, he hopes to inspire others to embrace life fully and chase their dreams without letting doubt or hesitation hold them back. Beyond marketing and writing, Yll is always eager to explore new opportunities and challenge himself in different areas.
Latest posts by Yll Brahimi (see all)
- Half a Man - May 31, 2026
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