Everyday I fear
No one is dear
Who wants to hear
Not able to bear
The fear of defeat
The fear of anxiety
The fear of forfeit
Pushes me to sobriety
The fear of loneliness
Pulls down to weakness
And creates the emptiness
With the nights of sleepless
Never want to be serious
Rather to be curious
Never want to be furious
Rather to be glorious
Beautiful composition comparing anxiety that comes because of facing all that runs in thoughts. Beautiful rhyming.
Thanks a lot Varsha... Hope you are doing well... I always feel what I have expressed in my poem. Lot of fear and anxieties in life. Thanks for your comments
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The rhythmic splendour of the verse is absolutely beautiful. Really an insightful piece elegantly crafted with artistic brilliance.