Distraught, devastated, and desolate
Questioning, “Is defeat my only fate?”,
Standing at the edge of her life, again
filled with anger, remorse, and pain.
Knocked all the doors, but they remained closed.
All paths faded as if hopelessness stranded.
Shivering, shattered and shaken from inside
Diffident, denied, her sole purpose had died.
“You know stones and obstacles always hit hard.
Its a journey for the brave, not for the coward.
Ending your suffering and stopping here is also a choice
No pain, no strain, and hence you may rejoice”, said a voice.
“But that would be the murder of all your goals
and all your desires demise.
As dear, this is only the beginning of your struggles
for the Dreams, you dream are worth the price”
“Then”, she replied, ” layer my paths with stones of flame
for the fire to achieve is burning in my eyes.
Flood these roads with obstacles and deep pits to fall.
I don’t fear turning into ashes, I despise cowardice
I may dearth the strength and power
But I will re-rise for the passion and zeal I behold
I may lose everything on my way
But my story won’t go untold.
As there are a million desires that drive my soul,
A million desires and I, an ardent soul.