Standing Alone


At last, you stand on the steepest hill,
the breeze that's blowing icy chill
makes you remember the moment
to differentiate your failure and achievement.

There is no one to notice you,
cause they are left behind following you
There is no one to see you dear
just lift your hands and collect the air.

Feel the breeze appreciating
the snow that seemed up, is fading.
Open your wings to the fullest,
be ready to fly from the highest.

You are not alone but the only one,
just need to believe and it's all done.
Throw the negativity out away,
just move on and make your way.

You are the next shining sun,
let the world stand stun.
Not just in thoughts but in real
you are the growing zeal.

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