Stupefied amidst the ruins
of an un built empire,
an empire built on dreams,
fortresses built on faith,
of rulers untold and
of rules unwritten.
When you see the light,
that’s illuminating the path ahead.
It is not just light,
it’s a kind of luminescence.
One that is emanating from the self,
from the body, from the soul.
It is this warm guiding light,
that is dredging you through untold darkness.
As long as this fire smolders,
the journey of life never ends.
It is this perseverance for perfection
that helps you achieve the ultimate success.
Success is not a word, it’s an experience,
its implication will make you feel:
a feeling of joy, a sense of satisfaction,
a justification of your otherwise meaningless existence.
Even in the darkest alleys,
right through the scariest paths,
the fire in you must burn,
it’s warm glow shearing through the darkness.
The joy of success is the elixir of life,
purely sensational, purely divine!
Stop dragging your feet
through the sands of time.
Start running; or at least walking,
To leave your footprints on this planet.
So that men will come to know,
and speak of your glory even among foe.
2 comments:
Bala and poetry? Pleasant surpirse. Awesome start.. esp. the last few lines were pretty strong. Keep them coming, sire.
I really like this one. It's rather uplifting. Actually, the content reminds me of something I would write, things I think of a lot. Hmmm, maybe that's why I like it.
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