Endurance
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Submitted by samyukta on September 15, 2009 | 7 views No Comment
Time and again have I
stumbled upon these rocks.
Lying upon them
have been burned by the
metal-thawing heat.
At the distance of a breath,
there, I see flowers laden
for me. I can see
the velvet mattresses and
think of the soft and sweet breeze.
I can just look at it,
standing still, succumbing
to the heat and pain.
I know, all the sweetness is for me,
but to move, I cannot make
even a slight attempt.
No one is holding me back,
but I am restricted.
In great hope,
I stand up. Again to
fall upon these rocks and
get my wounds anew.
Now have I abandoned
the notion of standing up.
Lying upon this heat,
thanking I am to God
to have made me lay astill.
atleast to be saved from
fresher wounds.
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