Treasure Island

Amann Aroraa

(28 March 1993 / New Delhi)

My Backyard Vs The Race Track


Where do I stand?
Or do I stand at all?
Small lingering steps,
And a distanced goal.

Sometimes still I stand,
Assessing my pace,
A thought of thinking too much.

I come off the race track
And then back again.
The question is firm.

For progress is the only option,
The paths are not same.
Which one do I chose?
My backyard or the race track?

Submitted: Monday, June 24, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, June 25, 2013
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who are we competing with? the world or ourselves?

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