When I stuck in somewhere,
And lost all my hope,
I gather every broken pieces,
Still unable to cope up,

Little small confidence I built by bit,
But collapsed when a bad force hit,
I smile at my destiny,
Where is my end?
Struggling all around,
Wish a stress buster, to be sent,

When a lump created in my throat,
And adrenalin rush in my vein,
Will stumble on the road when difficulty faced,
Then pull out all the stops by breaking the caged,

© Ankita Mishra