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Ignite The Fire Within

By Bhavya Srivastava


Do not whisper your dreams — roar them loud!

You were never meant to blend with the crowd.

The fire in your chest, let it burn untamed,

You are not ordinary — you are flame.


The world will doubt, the world will sneer,

But courage is louder than every fear.

Let their silence fuel your stride,

For stars are born when darkness collides.


Break the walls that cage your might,

Rise again - even after the night.

Let failure sting, let struggle scar,

They are proof of how strong you are.


The road is rough, the climb is steep,

But dreams aren’t meant for those who sleep.

They’re meant for hearts that dare and fight,

For souls that burn-that ignite!


Beneath the ashes of quiet despair,

A spark awaits the breath of air.

It trembles once - then dares to burn,

For even embers have their turn.


We burn the midnight oil, we strive,

Through sleepless nights, we keep dreams alive.

Exams may come, results may sting,

But no report card can clip our wings.


Every page we turn, each tear we hide,


Is a battle fought with fire inside.

Mistakes may hurt, but lessons stay,

For diamonds form in fierce decay.


Let your purpose thunder through your veins,

Let passion shatter all your chains.

You were not born to fade or bend,

But to rise, rebuild, and transcend.


And when your marks don’t match your might,

Remember - effort is your light.

For victory’s not just those who win,

But all who dared - to burn within.


So light the fire - don’t wait, don’t plead,

Be the storm the future needs.

The sky is wide, the world is near,

Stand tall, shine bright - your time is here!


And when the world looks up to see,

The blaze that was once misery,

They’ll know - the fire that made you win,

Was always waiting... deep within.


By Bhavya Srivastava

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