Test of Endurance
Test of Endurance---
Fighting; physical or mental,
It doesn't matter the hurt is real.
The scars left by foul play,
are deep and dark.
I won't succumb to these marks alas,
Play my part and fix those who are dark.
I feel the wind move and tear even time apart.
Time taken to heal the maimed heart.
Broken into a thousand parts,
To achieve peace at last,
and to regain the lustre of my broken heart.
Steps must be taken to be alive at last.
Feel the world anew and blossom,
When light from all the fixed souls shall Outplay,
Outshine, Outbid those who are still dark.
A new wisdom shall rule the world,
Called peace and compassion,
We shall await that fate, for this,
Is a Test of Endurance, Until
The Ethereal Minds meet to tear this world,
and form a better one.
---Udit
Copyright © Udit Uberoi | Year Posted 2016
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