Full Stop

I am done

Trying to give my best

Against the odds

To see my future goals

Burring in forest of unexplainable reasons

I didn’t even get the chance of second saying in all this

The door to opportunities is locked safe from my gaze

The saplings of my hard work have dried

To yeild nothing but misery and regret

Be postive the world said

For what reason has life left me to

Dreams shattered like broken glasses

Preyed on ego and pride

Clueless and living dead I turned inside

Can’t stop this comparing game

The pros of being mature has caught up with me finally…

The bitter irony finally rolled out the meaningless tears

To nothing but full stop

I ended with silence….

A bullet was not enough to quinch the truth

But the blood on the floor did justice to the pain

©G.V Raghavasree

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At some point all of us must have had a succidal thought brewing like a stew. Every challenge brings with it a outcome. The winners are paraded and justified. Does anyone think about the struggling loosers who are lost in between to the circumstances of life. It can be rather frustrating to see your hardwork go down the drain and have nothing to turn up at the end of the day.

Sometimes it’s hard to accept the full stop to a journey that you have worked for so hard and to start a new race all over again can be more than frustrating. It’s hardest to accept the reality and move on. But life is a challenge to the fittest. It’s our choice at the end of the day…All in our hands.