Every night with an uneventful day

I see a little girl thinking for her way

Reluctant to speak and dominated by all

She thinks that she herself is a null

No one to adore no one to praise

World busy in its own craze

With two friends around

Who mostly acted as her fiends

But one day happened so

Two angels landed on her moan

Saying she can be the best

Moving ahead when all others rest

One said she is too good

Only needs to change her mood

The other showed her the way to success

With proof of matters she had to face

Neither day nor night

She tried and tried

And finally the day came when everything was fine

And she could say the success is all mine.

This entry was posted in poetry.

12 comments on “THE TIMID FLOWER

  1. Shanu says:

    At the End…..All IZ Well….. ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

    Nice 1… ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. atul says:

    kere kera..

  3. success is all about trying ๐Ÿ™‚

    keep trying, keep posting ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. Rahul says:

    Lovely rhyming poem!

  5. Ankit Kumar says:

    Nice poem !!! ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚
    Success creates the reflections !!! ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚
    ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

  6. เคธเค‚เคœเคฏ เคญเคพเคธเฅเค•เคฐ says:

    Wonderful writing

    sanjay bhaskar

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