Thursday, August 18, 2011

The journey has begun

Reposing on the lap of my parent,
the word “future” never seemed so disquieting.
Breathing with the flowers, blossomed in the ambient,
the twinges of hidden thorns, always remained obscuring.

Landing on the real battle field, to win an honored sobriquet in life,
my heart got pierced by the sharpness of “competition-like’ knife.
Bit by bit, learning new things, with all my enthusiasm,
working hard to prove myself, swallowing every criticism.