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Thoughts go transcend as conviction takes a beating;

The mind that was ever so docile goes for a toss;

Queer incidents perturb my mind to make me incoherent;

And the congestion of thoughts, no matter makes me enervating.

‘Self belief’, I reckon is no more to be found;

Searching and researching hasn’t helped me much:

The paucity of resolve with which I am trying to solve,

Makes me look like a naïve and I’m found wanting.

The proliferation of complexities and unnerving problems,

Cramp my body and freeze my soul to core;

What on earth have I forgotten to undertake and succeed?

Oh then, it’s the resolve to anticipate and act instantly, I suppose!