There were times with glitter and glory

People with pride narrated your story

You were too good to do a wrong

Flamboyant your flight; a flawless song

What happened to eyes which never looked back

Adoring your past, you lost your track?

Forgotten like an old folklore

How does it feel to be special no more?

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Clipped are the wings, sky seems too high

Song missed its beat, have you wondered why?

Why is your smile shadowed with fear?

Do you fear the goals which don’t seem too clear?

Solitude from which great thoughts once rose

Why is it the same which rinses this prose?

Where gone is the cheer, the elation, the adore?

Have they disappeared as you are special no more?