Another change in bliss
I appreciate the word ‘Success’
But I would like to be a Failure,
I match up to the whole connectivity
But I would like to be in disconnected shore.
Every time I see myself
The mirror itself goes to crack.
Distorted images all where
And I feel amused and smacked.
Hilariously, I happen to feel slipped
Instead of falling from top.
Surprised to know that
For some reason I don’t care, why, Oh God!
All those scary feeling
Of being in the bottom,
Ruthless words from people,
Could nullify all my achievements, still mum!
Could it be another change in me?
Or I love being in failure.
In this moment, reading every step should be careful,
Taking risks, failing and still enjoying, hmmm living mature!