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Silent Diligence

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A few words before going through the poem Who has never been bullied? Yes, it is true that each one of us has to combat such bullying in this way or that. Moreover, it is also true that we all have to ward off such foul things everywhere with our indomitable spirit. In spite of all such things, we become sensitive sometimes and fail to cope with the adverse situation. What are we supposed to do then? We should work in silence to prove ourselves unique in our own way. Definitely, our honesty plays a lot in this regard. The poem—‘Silent Diligence’ I lost hope; I broke down; Who was there to save me then? I looked awkward in that gown; Yours was a wolves’ dire den.   So many years rolled away; Still, your scary scorn Blurs my world even today; I need a new morn.   “Be it for a penny or be it for a dime, You can never, never stand On your own feet, regardless of time; You’re born to digest reprimand.”   I was bullied; I was stung; They tr...

Self-deceived

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  A few words The word ‘deception’ is about to be too clichéd very soon. We speak a lot about being betrayed, being deceived, being cheated, being lied to, being duped, and so on and so forth. It feels as if ‘impostors’ are about to be rewarded because of being nominated by our feeble selves every now and then. Yes, surely, this world nowadays has become full of negativity. Still, the burning question is still in being: “Who can deceive us unless we take that into account?” People can try to deceive us, for sure. It is the order of the day as well. Still, why should we permit ourselves to be deceived? That is probably the greatest deception ever found. It is easy to blame someone else; it is comfortable to pass the buck, isn’t it? Well, the fundamental problem lies in ourselves, in our within. Who can deceive us if we stay strong and stout both from inside and outside? Nevertheless, we cannot possibly deny that it is our brutal selves that deceive us actually. Why? This is so bec...

The Best Moment

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  A few words about the poem The Best Moment There have been a lot of talks and a lot of endeavours to attain perfection throughout all the ages. Yes, we all do have the right to think as we can and to work as we please. Of course, that is our personal choice that varies from person to person. Still, it must be noted that human beings made of flesh and blood lacks the quality of perfection. Surely, the notion of ‘perfection’ is an illusion in the strictest sense of the term. Wait! There’s nothing as such that we have to become so disheartened or so demotivated about. Instead, let’s accept all our imperfections. The sooner we realise the fact, the better, and the better our minds get acclimatised, the harder we learn to work. In the course of the process, we can become smarter. However, there is no need to think that we are about to go in vain. Actually, we all are imperfect, yet ‘perfect’ in our own way. The following poem is written in this penchant. I hope that you’ll enj...