Anya- The Entrepreneur Poem by Sumita Jetley

In a cozy room, with chai in hand,
Anya sat, with dreams so grand.
Her laptop hummed, ideas bright,
Ready to work late into the night.

But then a ping, from Joel, her friend,
With questions meant to make her bend.
"Before you leap, " his message read,
"Think of these before you tread."

Are you building for the thrill or trend?
Or will this truly help you mend?
Will your work bring joy each day,
Or will it slowly fade away?

Will people find you, seek you out?
Or will you chase them all about?
Do you need a team, or are you solo bound?
Is the value high or barely found?

She smiled and sipped her cooling chai,
Thinking hard, her dream held high.
For in the rush of startup bliss,
It's easy to forget questions like this.

The night grew still, her mind at ease,
The answers came, with clarity's breeze.
And though her dream would one day soar,
She'd build it right—no less, no more.

So here she sat, with chai now cold,
Her future waiting, bright and bold.
A choice, a plan, a dream so clear,
Thanks to Joel and questions dear.