22/M/Bombay, India I’m just a simple guy, making baby steps into the world of poetry. I write about the frustrations I have with this world, so most of my work will be political. Critics are more than welcome.
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Always believed I was a prodigy, Never doubted myself or my abilities, Until I stepped out of my zone and tried, Made myself vulnerable for them to criticize.
Thought I would be heralded, For having a ***** atleast. But was left stranded, In the ruins of my inefficacy.
It was either mockery or a shower of sympathy no empathy for me, A worthless peach, Felt like a leech ******* on a buffalo’s ****. All I wanted was someone to tell me - “Son You gave your best shot, Gather everything Prepare for the next launch. And if you still can’t carry on, It’s okay to move on to something better. And life goes on.”