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Burning Candle

Life is like a burning candle That continues to illuminate, till it is not snuffed Fear of financial crisis turning into prestige loss and socially bluffed Most fears are born out of a lack of confidence in self Instead of feeding content with the skills achieved Step up groaning and slips into inferiority gulf Bewildered wide open the eyes this second and close the next second Thus, go on involuntarily flickering both the eyes Suddenly one often feels weightless fastened into some sort of mystic environment around Spectacles of simultaneous opening and closing of both eyes in nightmares unbound No one is threatening, no one is fury frowning For no apparent reason or provoking One feels being caught in the non-existent web of horrors Fearing own shadow in dim light Runs few distance and returns, repeating this, again and again, Gets exhausted fell down Almost all of us, more or less, pass through such hallucination’s horrors Once the victim stands still on his feet and spits out the self-inflicted horrors Sure to stand firmly on his feet and will restart climbing

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