Day -7 OctPoWriMo-2015
It was not easy
It was not easy
To walk
these dark corridors
Leaving
behind, a life of comforts;
Walking on the thorny path
Letting the
sores control my heart.
Everyday, poisonous
ivy
Made its way
In the
secret chamber
Where the
sighs, silently whispered.
Life, let
these hurdles, in my way
To make me
more stronger,
To bear the
harsher climes,
To see the
brighter side-
As the
kernel grew fruitfully
Showing those
decisions,
Which were
taken, in moments
Of uncontrolled
fallacy
Now becoming
blissfully,
Symbols of my crowning
glory.
Participating in....http://www.octpowrimo.com/
Crowning Glory indeed..
ReplyDeleteThanx Dee...you know what I am talking about :)
DeleteAwesome, really I aspire to become as affluent a poet as you are Sunita :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Amrita. You are already one :)
Delete:-) Bastet
ReplyDeleteThank you Bastet :)
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