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Did I Waste

Did I waste the life That was given to me By the almighty To have a vision and fortitude And help others To develop the same and be resolute Did I waste even that single moment That could change the course of my destiny rather I am covered with dust Dust of the earned wings of my friends and kin who have achieved everything Did I lose hope when I needed it the most And now that aftermath has become a ghost That keeps haunting me even when I am awake Pondering on what went askew in the past And why my dreams didn’t last Did I let it go in vain stress and strain my father faced who waited for so long for his son to be what others neither envisaged nor could see Deep down me a voice so muffled Whispers to me Don’t lament on what lies behind Don’t sob everything will be fine You are just eighteen , there is more for you to be seen Countless trophies to collect And all that died within you will resurrect You can still be the man you want to be but now alter the way you believe And now you are not naive You can be the man with head held up high And on that day your father will sigh A sigh of relief Because his efforts did not go in vain And you won’t see that pain That he faced all those years Preserve those tears of joy that fall from his eyes They will be for you a treasured prize

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