A Sigh Or a Relief

I’m at the center of war I’m afraid of my life in fear I’ve engaged in a battle fist Oh, how I so much desire a relief Soldiers come, soldiers go, barrack remains I won’t let in to this defeat I’ll never accept to be called unfit This war I face, I’ll get over it Not with a defeat rumbling in a fit Life has a multi-phase, not unidirectional Last time I tried, I almost lost After a thousand trials that failed Now on a new roll call of challenge Just pray I won’t end up drenched A light to my feet, to illuminate my ways What do I have but a hurdle ? What do I do but a hustle? I fiddled my way through, they yelled Only to be called a bunch of inexperienced fellow The odds they see, the even I try hard to imagine To live a challenge, to want to die, a duel Fill my grips with torrent flow of words So I’ll describe all trials I’ve for long faced Maybe a sigh or a relief will be welcome with smile To the writer on the wall of my heart, the experience of life