There is something so different and,
strangely beautiful about beginnings
For, they bring in hope, novelty, zeal
and that profound urge to make it up
after the last fall which almost had
permanently wrecked and hampered
my ship of self-esteem and legacy
Just as the sun rises, radiating in glory
no matter how dark the sky was at night
It reigns and begin afresh everyday
if not on the same page then another chapter
There is a beginning to every ending
Just as a sentence you begin after a full-stop
even when it takes an eternity and all your sanity
This poem is written as a part of National Poetry Writing Month in an association with APM Nation.
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