I am losing...
I am losing.....
(1)
I am losing hold of the strengthening aura that surrounded me,
I am losing hold of the strong rope that bounded me,
On the ground which I once stood,
Perhaps the whole town had already confounded me.
I am losing the battle against the world.
I am even losing the battle against myself,
The battle which nearly boiled all my blood,
And turns out it was my stupid self who grounded me.
My first poem.
Please leave a comment telling how you like it. And ofcourse there's a story behind this. A friend of mine always told me I have a thing with writing poems.
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