failed or lost

In work and fun, and in thoughts and pun

lost all the direction to run.

That little bird who has her wings,

but she is moving in rings.

Lost the strength to defend her moves,

it never happened back in the groove.

Strength to smile and skill to coordinate,

its all missing, the vigour looks lost.

There were no regrets before,

but why is she skeptic now.

Wondering whether she was right,

when she took her flight.

Paper and mind,

its working no where fine.

Even near the heart,

she cannot see a smile.

Has she already lost the battle,

or is it just a phase.

Looking for a candle to light the path,

a path, thats no more wrong.

A ray of hope

thats no more false.