scared,
I stand there,
Not sure
Hesitating,
Whether to move
Or accept the loss
I shift away from the wall,
Ready to blend,
But I’m shoved away
I ponder,
Whether to retrieve,
to the spot of comfort,
Or to struggle on.
Along the wall,
I crawl forward
Not sure,,
Whether I’ll be welcome or not
I draw courage,
Wall, a comfort
I move,
Ready to face
But hands,
Unfamiliar,
Thrust me back,
To the mark where I belonged
And I,
I don’t protest,
I give in
I stand there,
Wanting an escape,
Thinking of a way
and I hear the familiar sound,
knew what it meant.
I turn back,
Swept away,
Finally, retrieve
I accept the defeat
There is always another day,
I mused
But I know,
I couldn't do it
I know,
It is,
A hopeless attempt
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a motivational poem,... but u know tragedy of life is not reaching the stars but not having stars to reach for..
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hope to read some more like this..
well writtin., it sinks in.... got a lot f meaning.... n it starts with a lot of ideas .. n boils down to one.. which is kinda nice.. kudos!!
ReplyDeletehopelessness embedded beautifully at the end...and as prakhar rightly said about the tragedy of life...kinda liked it...good first one!! :D
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