People told me I wasn't strong enough,Nor would I ever muster enough power,
But my conscience posed a question to me,
"Do they hold the right to epithet you a coward?"
The moment of desolation turned into epiphany,
So I picked up the tears that I had shred,
And yes, I met with endless debacles,
But never did I quit moving ahead.
I spent my days and nights weaving,
A path called my life's paradigm,
And at times when I couldn't decipher the pattern,
I just hoped it will uncover itself with time.
For I learnt, life won't ever be fair,
And that is His true glory,
Now, I may not be much but I found my way out,
When the entire universe was conspiring against me.
~b.a.
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A Magnificent Opus of Poetry
PoetryThe heartbreak. The ache. The beauty. The fate. This book is a collection of sterling original poems.