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A Conversation With My Inner Self

It was a dark and stormy night, And I was fighting a battle with my thoughts, thinking will everything really be alright? Why is it so that we teens often feel like giving up, Why does it feel our self-doubts often overpower our desire of capturing the Victor's cup? Well, looking back at myself, I can recall, I was this little cheerful kid running all around the hall. Did I even know what stress and pressure mean? Or was it just that I was naive and the harsh reality, I hadn't seen? Spending time with my loving family and playing with friends was something I loved to do, Having a lively walk in the park with Dad and looking at the clear sky so blue! Going on trips used to be the most thrilling experience of all, Enjoying was important, didn't matter even if it meant to fall. But what's wrong currently, I asked my present self. Are you overwhelmed looking at those thick books you need to revise, on the book shelf? Oh, dear girl, high school and preparation for competitive exams is a phase that will pass soon, Just look outside the window and embrace the beauty of the white glowing moon. Don't you realise that the entire night sky is dark, But it's the moon that doesn't ever get afraid and shows up every single day, its shining spark. The entire world is competitive and you are a part, Instead of worrying, why not give your best during this phase and study with all your heart? There has never been an instance when hardwork betrays, Remember that delayed gratification always repays! This short conversation with my inner self really helped, The anxiety and the fear of not performing as per my own expectations had to be dealt. "Let's start with my favourite subjects", I told myself, Picked up those books I had kept ready on the shelf. Realized that highs and lows don't last forever, The tough battles one fights in life only makes him better. Work hard and study smart, Do all that it takes to become the best at your art.

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