I
Walking down the road,
On the way to the abode...
Thinking about the world,
That I’m about to get a hold...
Might not reach the level of the gold,
If not today, not the end of the world...
II
Every second increases the heart’s fire,
All I have is a full raging desire
A mistake in the qualities I require,
Might cause me a blunder that’s dire...
Shouldn’t call my inner-self me a liar,
Maybe that’s how the expectations cause a mire...
III
Looking around... everyone chasing the trend,
Transform accordingly making an amend...
Questioning myself, “What’s remaining to spend?”
The character said to intelligence, “Time to make a new blend!”
The frightened heart said, “Confidence is your friend...”
Replied the mind saying, “This is not the end!”
IV
Conversations trying to get everything sorted,
Finally, my inner-self is coming with me escorted...
Collecting all of my courage invested...
Accepted the offer... “Yes!” I texted.
After all this time I got tested,
The sense of relief finally rested.
Suspected at first, but later got connected...
Directed right and things got a little perfected...”
Credits
This contribution is photographed by Pankaj Tottada.
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