Hi there,

Hope you are doing well! This is my first poem, ever and I really enjoyed writing it. Hope you like it.

 

One died in the dawn of reality,

A dream she saw with open eyes.

A dream she believed could be true.

One died from lack of discipline,

A dream she thought was her passion.

A dream she nurtured as her own.

One died in the chaos of life, pathless,

A dream she lost without direction,

A dream she lost without dedication.

Above all, died a hundred,

Withering away in the chilling cold,

As she learned the Fear of Failure.

 

Poem by

Ashwini Shenoy

Author of Shikhandini

 

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