Dreams die a thousand deaths
On the alter of savage survival
Talents bought for pennies
On makeshift road side stalls
Cheap as dirt on a dirty road
For dreams cannot be sold.
Dreams often abandoned or choked
Expire before their date.
But, rarely they are revived
And bloom to grace the world
Spreading fragrance far and wide
Leaving eternal imprints on earth.
English Literature and Grammar 
Heartfelt and profound verses. I share your feelings, dear friend Sumita.
Receive an affectionate hug.
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Beautiful heartfelt verse, Sumi.
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Thanks, dear Yassy. I am feeling a bit lost these days. Unable to find words. 😔
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Welcome , Sumi. I feel lost snd defeated sometimes but hope rises in my heart. You will feel better too soon. Be well !! Smile. You are wonderful. Cheers.
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