Content
Long road, pitch black night, walking alone, vulnerable
Not even shadow for company, forlorn
The winding road, every corner raising hopes of reaching the end
The so called fate making you walk to its tune
The Euphoria of taking the less-travelled road, long gone
Uncertainty in the mind leading to doubts about the path taken
Only the will and self-belief to guard against giving up
All the profound lessons in life helping you keep calm
Fear seeps through the mind, with every passing second
A real test of will, want and desire
With the last surge of energy to see it to culmination
The end comes, slowly, snail pace or so you feel
Content that the destination is reached
Feeling the worth of the struggle and pain
All the pieces of the jigsaw in place
We fly away happily having lived a life devoid of crassitude
GT
Nice one buddy... I didn't know that you're so good at poetry :)
ReplyDeleteThank you dude! :)
ReplyDeleteI really enjoy reading it, every single time. Thats the point of a poem. I have a feeling though that you took a jump in the last stanza. I feel like you forced yourself to stop writing the poem. May be you should have continued it to flow and see where it takes you. In short, a great poem and it would have been more special if not for the last stanza.
ReplyDeleteThank you - I guess I was running out of ideas towards the end - At the outset I wanted a four stanza poem - and once I neared the 4th stanza I was more inclined towards wrapping it up - Next time around, will start writing without having any pre-conceived ideas about the length of the poem.
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