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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In a dreary mood, bent and broken, With an ailment that crippled my life I lay bedridden for many a month With every muscle weakened by arthritis And every nerve radiating the pain Dull were the days and sore were the nights, Time slouched on in mechanical beats, Mind devoid of any buoyant thoughts, Senses shut to every cheery throb of life, I lay awake, day and night staring at the ceiling. Never a smile lighted up my face, Nor a gleam of hope brightened up my brain. Inertia crept over from head to foot. I had long lost my zest for life. With my life sap drained out like an empty well, All I felt was the burn of scalding drought. Nothing could move my grief laden soul, None could lift the weight off my back, Embers of fire sparked from the anvil of my heart, Heaves of sighs escaped my parched mouth, I wriggled and writhed in unspeakable pain, My spirits sank deeper into a slithery marsh, I saw around only a thick pall of gloom, Or was it a projection of my own self? Anguish gnawed my nerves and sinews, Flames of pain danced within my spine, I felt my head wobbling and reeling, And the heavy weight of lead all around my neck. Felt being pushed down to abysmal depths, And the octopus tightening its tentacles all around. “Who on earth will set me free? What on earth can lift me up?” With thundering force, the question shook my weary self. I sprang to my feet and broke the binding chains, I found I was but in self – exile, A captive entrapped within boundless space. I saw the door opening to infinite lengths, And the arched horizon looming larger than life, Unbroken, I spread my wings and propelled up, And darted through the clouds to distant shores. Who would have thought, my life would change this way! (Own Story)
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