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Fall
Poem: Fall
Fall, you made me strong.
Made me realize, I was wrong.
Wrong were my ways, I went astray.
Went astray for fleeting pleasure,
Forgetting, my task is a treasure.
Glozing over my transgression,
Negligence became an obsession.
Utterly shunned by the triumph,
My past glory became numb.
Fall, I fall like an autumn leaf,
On the ground of remorse and grief.
You, smothered me in the toxic air
Of guilt and despair…
But then, were you the end?
My little inner voice questioned.
Fall and then rise, it’s the music of life.
A fortune in disguise, bestowed on...
More dynamic, I became thereupon,
Took you to be a wake-up call.
They say at times, it’s good to fall.
Copyright ©
Gunjita Chopra
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