Finally I am flying in the sky of hopes,
I was confined and stuck in pessimism’s bog...
That tried to confine me in the swamp of obscurity,
Making me believe that there is no hope and no clarity...
But before I could sink in that dark sludge,
My soul gave me hope to get out of that mud...
I thought why not to endeavor once more,
Stitching back my wings of confidence that were once tore...
And then I decided to fly very high,
I was not succeeded in just one try...
I had to attempt several times,
I had challenged my heart, soul and mind...
And then one day I was up in the sky,
Leaving behind the swamp in which I was confined...
The dark swamp that’s filled with mud of negativity,
It pulls you in and traps you in the web of obscurity...
So never let your wings of confidence be tore,
They can help you fly high in the sky of hope...
so good and positive...
ReplyDeleteWow! So true. Don't we all go through these phases :) Love the positivity!
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