Fear
By Aanya Mehta
Edited by Simran Gandhi
When your eyes are tightly closed,
Fists are clenched with power dosed,
One is drenched in cold hard sweat,
Shivering till the end is met;
The power which makes it possible,
Isn't always visible,
Fear, it's the one that's powered,
Holding capacity to make one a coward;
It could mould one into anything,
Making them being hated from everything,
It is produced in abundance from all around,
Everyone has it definitely in some amount;
From sitting on a rollercoaster,
Or just before life ends on a bolster,
Fear follows humans everywhere they go,
Even before their last breath is to know.
TIP: Avoid the same old thing- you can use the same topic, but add different, unique ways to portray it
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