Recollecting those ample of emotions,

Turmoil and trivial temptations,

It was resembling a battle in a forum,

Conclusions and chaos,

No relief and no peace!

Just a stagnant fear of seize,

What could go wrong?

How will I manage to be strong?

Is there any realistic schedule in my time log?

Or I'm dragging the load of past,

It was nasty and the nuisance was vast,

I'm hoping to get over that dilemma fast,

Nothing rubbish is ever going to last,

People are barely getting a chance to embrace the craft.


- Yati