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In this season of unbarely cold, I am sitting with

In this season of unbarely cold,
I am sitting with my hand fold.
temprature is near freezing point 
‌I am in solitude in seek of anoint.
I am in vein because lost a chance of glory,
From the bottom of heart i feel sorry.
I regret to not deliver myself up to the mark,
I regret not able to show my Spark.
I am in seek of light in immense dark,
I feel shattered and losing my marque.
But i know
This grief is temporarily hurting my soul,
I want to overcome the plinth,grave is not my goal.
My dreams are my wings push me to reshape,
One day I'll break all bars and escape.
— % & In this season of unbarely cold,
I am sitting with my hand fold.
temprature is near freezing point 
‌I am in solitude in seek of anoint.
I am in vein because lost a chance of glory,
From the bottom of heart i feel sorry.
I regret to not deliver myself up to the mark,
I regret not able to show my Spark.
In this season of unbarely cold,
I am sitting with my hand fold.
temprature is near freezing point 
‌I am in solitude in seek of anoint.
I am in vein because lost a chance of glory,
From the bottom of heart i feel sorry.
I regret to not deliver myself up to the mark,
I regret not able to show my Spark.
I am in seek of light in immense dark,
I feel shattered and losing my marque.
But i know
This grief is temporarily hurting my soul,
I want to overcome the plinth,grave is not my goal.
My dreams are my wings push me to reshape,
One day I'll break all bars and escape.
— % & In this season of unbarely cold,
I am sitting with my hand fold.
temprature is near freezing point 
‌I am in solitude in seek of anoint.
I am in vein because lost a chance of glory,
From the bottom of heart i feel sorry.
I regret to not deliver myself up to the mark,
I regret not able to show my Spark.