Courage

Living is for me, the first act of courage that I indulge in Why, better off would I have been, There, in that world, which acts as my screen My screen, helping me revolve around a mirage! Pray, courage is for me, swallowing my pride And my gulp And pretending to love the ride Pretending to have not noticed that life is a trap Courage is for me, the smile I wear on my face Pretending to be made of warmth To be able to give the lost and the cold, an embrace While hiding my emptiness behind a stoic endurance Courage is for me, daring to open my mouth and blurt That which is rooted in my throat Yes, for I am an introvert One having a tendency to introspect As it is, is life not a harsh thing See the wars, the crimes, the hatred Why, courage is smiling and pretending that everything is fine When the need to find a cure is pulsating in each of our hearts! Courage is living knowing that death is around the corner That life, however much secure we try to make it Remains uncertain That in the end, we are to feel the pain! As it is, the meaning of existence is yet to be deciphered I trust somehow, one day, the higher powers we angered Now, we are to suffer the consequences of our actions We are to live, plagued by miseries, yet, we are to smile courageously Courage is the first act of living Living and facing each day, taking it as a new one! 12 Dec 2016