Fear
Looming where life doesn't
present where courage ain't
Binds me in shackle of my own prejudice
not allowing me to breathe
'pushing me into an abyss,
from where rarely i wake up
The dreams i have, the flight i wan't to take
come at it's mercy
But then , i wake up again , breaking it's cluthches,
knowing that the fear is not me.
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Author:
_jyotsna27 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is just a little fun read , about fear, fear what stops us from taking action and growing. In short fear is nothing what the whims of our own mind , trying to pull us down . Through this try to convey that we our pretty much more than our fear.Hope you enjoy
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Comments1
Excellent write
Thanks 🙂
You're welcome
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