Incessant desires,
numerous attempts….
just to beat
the unconquerable...
Destiny dominant
and me, frail
Every endeavour
a failure?
Yet I move, like
the enraged waves
hit destiny’s harsh crags
just to fall back again...
Each endeavour crushed
while dreams expire...
Just to leave ugly scars
on my soul...my mind
Every time, in front of life
I stand with
An unrequited query
then return back to strife...
Copyright (C) Archana Bora
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