Dare To Guess!!!

I am sick of all of it

Filled with distress

My heart cries in me

Doing all of it

I need to beg in this

Criticism filled this air.

No care no sympathy matters

I am punished without any shudders

Directions fade away in pain

and all my dearest go in vain.

Oh Mighty! I failed your aims,

while building castles of fame.

Filled with distractions all around

I am still trying to burn them all down

and I know I can do it

Well I know I will do...

By Nistha Goel