Me
ME
I walk and walk and walk being alone
always to rejoice never to mourn.
If none listens, I may talk on my own.
I listen to my heart when none is shown.
When road becomes blind, my mind gets open.
I had to stroll when whirling storm is blown.
Lightning flash with thunder bolts, dusts are flown.
In dark I ignite myself to glow on.
On my venture seeds of struggle are sown.
Plants with leaves of effort and zeal are grown.
Fruits of failure or success left unknown.
Gains appreciated, losses are thrown.
To protect life turning dull and forlorn,
to mend heart and mind, if got torn,
as lone fighter sublime soul is sworn.
I try to feel fresh on start of each morn.
Music of life sung in challenging tone.
Song on strong beats is loud like groaning drone.
I walk and walk and walk being alone,
always to rejoice never to mourn.
04/29/ 23
Character Traits
Contest by Angela Tune
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2023
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