Ahead of My ways
I do not find love in my heart,
When i cry in a creepy-cubed corner
of my four-sized cocooned walls.
I only listen to the impulses of my words
Those battles of years, i won against struggles.
No, i hate nobody.
Why? whom to hate!
though my city is devoid of greats.
I daydream of a grace
that will outshine their fancified faces.
I feel dumbfounded
at coming by those places that
keep yours clueless, unbecoming traces.
And i walk off to my faiths
that fills in my tiny-trodden inculcate paces.
I am the bravest.
Yes, I get frightened of being foiled .
But,I am not scared or ashamed.
I watch a whole world of your false hands
And get worried before getting into bed.
Yes, I feel like dead.
But I courage myself to be committed.
I wake up for my works and set my ways:
Ways to be alive by my beloved.
Ways to get ahead of that very dreamt success.
About this poem
This poem mostly tells about struggle, perspective on realism, persistence,faith, dedication and gives a glimpse of a revelation of a flair prior to stepping towards the aimed goal, but at the same time this inspire us not to stop there and move ahead of success and there are few life lessons i have attempted to share.However, i want to share a few more moments with my readers relating to this poem and to my emotions. Swami Vivekananda is all so dearest and familier to us all. So just as he says, "arise, awake and stop not until the goal is reached", i just want to grow up more committed and courageous than ever to do more reliable and resilient works to pursue my dreams. Dear readers, hope you find more into this poem and may this inspire many young minds to pursue their dreams boldly and bravely. Thank You for reading! more »
Written on January 10, 2023
Submitted by moumitapradhan5430 on January 19, 2023
Modified on March 14, 2023
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| Scheme | XXXXX XXXXA XXAXX XXXXB BXXXX |
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| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 854 |
| Words | 187 |
| Stanzas | 5 |
| Stanza Lengths | 5, 5, 5, 5, 5 |
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