Fresh Start Poem by Aanya Singh

Fresh Start

We are the voices in quiet halls,
Scribbling dreams on classroom walls.
With words we paint, with thoughts we lead,
In every line, we plant a seed.
Everyday feels like a fresh new start,
When you fail - pause, then restart.
One slept,
One wept,
But still, one rose - with quiet respect.

Thursday, April 10, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: respect,voices
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is all about how anyone feels when they start a new chapter in their life. When, they graduate from their high school and leave down all sweet memories of their childhood that they spent in the school.
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