My precious droplets of tear
Due to each & every lil failure
Is rubbing my
Dreams to be alive..
My days starts
With a vibrant mode
Of what's wrong
is waiting for the day.
Every steps I make
To live a newly way
Of  life,
Is the greatest mistake of mine.
But..
I'm fine
By thinking I'm
a pro of taking
Mistaken paths
Through which I'm
Experienced of all
Mistakes..
I'm fine by thinking
I can help a soul like
Mine by warning
For unturned
Steps..

Holding bunches of dreams,
With mind saying it as memes
Night after night are passing,
With a tone of losing..
Why the faith of mine
On myself is failing?
Why my thoughts
are feeling isolated?
IS IT ALL FOR THE
AWFUL VIVES
I HAD DATED?
~Aheli