[Not much seems to be rhyming in my very first and modest try at poetry. I hope this sudden upsurge of thoughts moves the reader as much as the writer]
I stand on the head of the hillock today,
It splits my past and future;
I stand in such a wary stance,
that I face none of the either.
On my left, have I, a gleaming past,
where the sun beams down at me;
but the right side has a day overcast,
only haze it has to offer.
I take a step towards my right,
and my limbs don't seem to waver,
I know it'll be an uncertain path,
but pray, do I have a choice?
Sooner or later, my grave awaits,
my corpse draped in white cotton.
But that shouldn't make me change my mind,
Because time I have in ample.
If my one step does change my fate,
and that of a million others,
I care not what is uncertain,
I care not what is fear.
Because change is change,
whether good or bad,
It happens for the better.
And so I plunge from the top-most point,
into my hazy future.
I know the odds are ten to one,
I know success is bleak.
O God I know that I might fail,
But jumping is what matters!
-B.M.
7 comments:
good thinking by the way...
Your mind is very well expressed in your poem. But future is not hazy for a dreamer like you.
this poem is not regarding me....the narrator of the poem has to make a choice...a choice that would one day make him a great man...at the time of his decision, his whole life ahead of him is hazy and full of uncertainties....so he decides to take the plunge and this bravery makes him a great man....
amazingg..!! way to go..!! :)
thanks!! :)
great effort...i really appreciate it ............... Kaveri Kala
I connected with this gorgeous piece almost instantly. "But jumping is all that matters", is unnerving and arousing at the same time.
Great job!
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