Hatred, grudge, enmity, disgust, malignancy,
Let every word of bitterness,
Inundate my mind.
Let the sky turn crimson,
When I ponder your mien.
Oh heart! I command you,
Be on cue.
Your are shallow,
But you think you are hollow.
Take a leap forward,
And realize, you are not a coward.
Set forth and proceed,
To compensate what you didn’t
succeed.
The sophomoric lapse was inevitable,
Allow it not to make your morale
feeble.
Fling away the flaming matchstick,
Before it char’s your soul’s wick.
Lose not your ego,
Just let it go.
Let it hunt down,
Those tried to truss you up,
Those tried to tear you down.
Show them your calibre.
Show them who you are.
Be not, Narcissus who drowned in
ego,
Be like a Phoenix which rises from
its ashes.
Realize the real intrigue,
Recuperate from them.
Don’t revert, don’t retort,
Don’t reiterate what you long said.
The pestilence is long gone,
You are the sole residue.
A seedling to form the new.
Crop up, branch out and outreach the
sky.
Which people thought to be too high.
Leave stranded the past,
Let bygones be bygones.
Shoot up, pullulate the refulgent
fresh race.
Accredit your dewy chrome,
To spatter the sky.
You are not one among the swarm of
flies,
You are that drop of light
It enlightens the crepuscular.
Your name exemplifies Pulchritude.
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