When certain complexities burn your pride,
Stay blessed my friend, for it's an incessant ride.
Rising, growing, untwining like a leaf,
One's that seldom tries to find relief.
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Beyond Pride
When certain complexities burn your pride,
Stay blessed my friend, for it's an incessant ride.
Rising, growing, untwining like a leaf,
One's that seldom tries to find relief.
Where trust grows in disheartening grief,
Ascension of regrets fathom a belief.
Where thy contentment has steadily combust,
The conceit in you stands tough, robust.
The figments of your ambiguous dreams,
Trying hard to conceal a catastrophe, extreme.
The unreal, virtual, gnawing deal,
Endeavouring much to conceive an appeal.
Ananya.
(A.S)