The night is cold!
Colder than my blanket could bear,
brouhaha of familiar voices I could hear!
a loud “You are a failure!”, speared my ear.
Yes, the night is cold.
But colder is the fear,
Of stagnation, of mediocrity, of another wasted year,
Will take lessons with me and leave mistakes at the rear.
Be as cold as you can be,
Chillest is the cheer.