I am abject
You can see that in my eyes
I don't chade anything now
I am so tired, you know
So much I believed
Just so endlessly
But still everything fell apart
Yet, I didn't complain
But now I am so don't with it
My false beliefs are making me weak
Day by day, second by second everything is turning wrong
But ironically I still believe
Because my dreams aren't fake
And even if the whole universe goes against me
I'll not stop fighting for it
My dreams aren't joke
I am so stern about them
Even if I die,
They'll bring me back to life
Don't know about my superfluality
But my soul would never quit
All I always had and will always have, is Hope!!
That everything is gonna be fine...
So, whenever I am restless, I always say,
Relax, it's already mine...
I'd rather die than not being able to achieve my dreams!
Because my life without dreams is worst than a graveyard~Bhumi Kudale ❣️
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PoetryA series of poems for every fighter, dreamer, and achiever which you might find inspiring.