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Failure



Drowned in sorrow
I see no good tomorrow
I see my dreams shatter
For I lost this self-battle
The ray of hope is lost
Every hand has its cost
Prevailing ugly silence
And deep seeps the violence
I aspired for the crown
But I let everyone down
I tripped over again
My soul submerges in pain.
My self-esteem begins to wither
When they address me as a loser
They slashed across my wings
My life in danger swings
I realised they all are right
I see dark approaching night
I don't deserve to breathe
They've biased me on creed
I'm called a bloody FAILURE
So I end my life here

















REFLECTION : If you can't appreciate one's effort, don't discourage him. Failure is the first step to success. Mistakes lend you a hint to rise; move one step up. There are many parameters to success...

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