Akash Tripathi


Blues


Pouring the destiny with endevour
I will stand in the storm forever
Once a man asked'give up'
i roared 'never'

Want to bleed like the blues
Emerzing over horizon with every move
Stand up, move ahead, light is waiting
shed the dark, bring the blues with greeting

Alas! here comes the devil of dark
eating all hopes and goodwill
leaving only remorse and scars
losing vitality, lustre and will
i see the blues
but these are now dark
i stood, i roared, i moved
to defeat the dark and bring the blues
although i am defeated today
but i will win one day
because i have been told
'you are a warrior, you will hit the gold'

Submitted: Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 25, 2014

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  • Himanshu Mishra (3/25/2014 4:53:00 AM)

    One cannot measure the depth of the source of these words..............Good start Parker on Poem hunter! (Report) Reply

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