The crowd which cheers today
Till yesterday, used to laugh at me.
The wind which carries fragrances
Used to throw dust in my eyes.
The stones which are floored
Used to hit me so badly on the way.
The clouds covering the sun’s heat
Rained when I stood under a dried tree.
The mile – stones after each step
Whispered that the goal is far away.
But the shadow of hope standing behind
Pushed me continuously to move ahead.
-D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’
D K Chauhan Poetry 
Yes, determination, grace, strength. Beautifully written.
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Good poem
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“And one day, I’ll know that I won’t have to convince my shadow that I’m someone worth following.”
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🙏thanks
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