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Strength to Bounce Back


                                      Strength to Bounce Back

                             Battered by the blast of a cruel storm
                               Incited by wild woeful wobbling winds,
                         My heart, broken to pieces, was transformed
                              To a slice of flesh, pricked by an arrow,
                              Sealing a scary scar, deep and profound,
                              That in stillness of the night did resound.

                           Blown by the blast, the germ of love was lost
                               In the air, with pearly drops not dripping,
                              But hanging on edge of my eyes like frost,
                            My breast flared up with flashes of lightning        
                                  On reminiscence of the dismal plight
                          To which fate had hurled me one gloomy night.

                           My mind veiled with a cloud of deep darkness,
                               All along my path, dark shades did collide
                         With thoughts dulled by large strata of bleakness
                               And my shattered spirit on the downside
                             With life seeming shrouded in a white mist,
                                     A drama of suffering with a twist.

                          Though hot tears may hide on edge of the eyes
                                With every downturn resides an upturn:
                                If the inner strength, we seek to apply
                                 If the lessons of life, we wish to learn
                               From ashes, every broken soul can rise
                            And greet dawn of a new day with surprise.

                             Soon deep from the depth of my inner self
                                 The glow of a shining light did ignite,
                            Beckoning me to pluck strength from myself
                                Pursue the rightful path leading to light
                               Pull up muscle from every breath I heave
                                    And in my inner assets to believe.
         
                            In due course I learnt my strength to muster,
                            Grasp the lessons to bounce back on my own,
                              Be bold and brave to bear roars of thunders, 
                                    Shines of my inner self not to disown
                                As no wounds can`t be healed if we do try,
                                   And inner strength can lift us to the sky.


Copyright © Krishnanand Guptar

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