With courage and optimism we start, <br />rolling up the sleeves. <br />Scrape up all enthusiasm <br />and get set with believes. <br /> <br />Suppressing phobias, killing hesitation <br />with sacrosanct commitment <br />we unlock ourselves <br />to world of excitement. <br /> <br />But steering back to the sense of fiasco <br />with an eye on glaring faces <br />who count up every stumble, <br />we keep searching for the humble. <br /> <br />Starving for a little appreciation <br />and stabbed with devastating stares, <br />that completely drill into the soul, <br />and ruin up all its layers. <br /> <br />Lamenting on such half-cooked performance <br />and leaving with a sigh, <br />we curse the boorish world <br />who spoiled our every try.<br /><br />Manoj Kumar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-ruined-performance/
