Some set records, some got rewards
between loud sounds of cheers
I was last row spectator;
I confess!!
between loud sounds of cheers
I was last row spectator;
I confess!!
Proud
smiles of winning faces,
Aloof
from everything;
I
had a sighing smile
I
confess!!!
Mountains
have raised brows
Clouds
are conspiring to burst
Will
the winds like my little wings??
I
am scared;
I
confess!!
Mail-box
is full of friendly texts
&
Care waits for me at home
Still
solitude is my akin
I
confess!!
Yester striven the tussle
Tomorrow
is sure of resurgence
Neither
a “Princess” nor a “Queen”
I
am what I am
I
confess...
© Juhi Gupte
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