Of Sonnet and Consideration

Let us be ourselves, yet not be doomed

As the honest admit of my blunders.

Though time has done its work of making me bloomed,

I am still a learner, slowly capturing the greatness of Wonders.

I do feel sad as I can't swim as fast as the rest,

But I kept working on the moves to reach the pebbled shore,

For each wave is sequentially struggling with its best,

Forcing me to get a grip & survives after the hits before.

Don't let me drown,

Don't let me walk alone,

Never let annoyance wins your frown,

For each of us blooms in our own time zone.

And thus I hope he will give you the light to see,

Realizing thy worth too, doesn't come easily.