Another year done and dusted,
Luckily without getting my back busted.
Not too sure, if it was a year all wasted,
Yet much have I parted, much I tasted.
People came and left,
Lessons learned and felt,
Unfamiliar territories smelt,
Destroying what I had once built.
A year that was full of drama,
Maybe it was my own karma.
No one can I blame,
Cause it was me who set the flame.
Let me put out this fire,
And rise beyond desire,
Regain once more my name,
And reclaim my old fame.
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Author:
SonamThago (
Offline) - Published: December 24th, 2025 06:36
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
A poem of recognition and resolve to rebuild. Nicely written
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