The Egotistical Ladder

I clung to the hot metallic ladder
Standing on the ground, it's strength eclipsing its little quaver

I started to climb, as it led to where I wanted to be,
But the fiendish friction decieved my laboured steps, each rung being slippery,

In each effort, I slipped,
Sometimes gently, sometimes with a crashing thud,

Hurting different parts of my heart, soul, mind and body,
Physically, mentally and mostly emotionally.

Yet I try again, I clasp the torrid metal,
That recoiled at my touch, trying to shake me off,

But I clung to it like a parasite,
Because I knew, the ladder led me to my target,

Therefore, I refused to let go,
And climbed on and on in a flow,

Enduring, striving, panting as I worked my way up,
With the hope to see the day I would reach the top,

I climbed on and on...........

K.S.Lakshmi
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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