#Day 11


Knights riding on white steeds.

Falling in love with poor,pretty maids ,

Admiring their innocent,naive ways,

Exist only in imaginary Fairy Tales.

Girls, a gallop and they are gone . 

Fragments of imagination in the mind,

Nobody is going to make you strong 

Gear up your own strength to fly high .


New vistas open up before all of you,

Once make up your mind to shatter ,

The glass ceiling that stops you to,

Achieve as much as dreams gather.


Let not the popular old adages,

Be a hindrance in your way,

Now onwards the world will know,

What you do and what you say.


What do you think?

20 Points
Upvote Downvote


Leave a Reply

Leave a Reply


Written by Sarita Khullar

Sarita Khullar is a retired associate professor in English from Hans Raj Mahila Mahavidyalaya, Jalandhar. She loves poetry and fiction. She also likes birds, flowers, animals, and humans.


Kneel Down