On The Threshold Of Despair Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK

On The Threshold Of Despair



On the threshold of despair
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A fool I have been
But in the mirror of foolishness
I see my face of wisdom
A slash of dreams
A slash of wishes
Deferring things of interests
In between no and yes
Leading me nowhere
Whom to grieve
Whom to relieve
Brought my life to a standstill
They are my own people
To see sunshine in their eyes
I build my castles
In my own world of glooms
Little to them do I reveal my sufferings
Sipping cups-full of anguish
From damp patches of mind
I carry on my life's journey
Without any jerking
But nectars it does taste like sometimes
Fresh from flowers untouched by wings
Many a time I summoned up courage
To start a mutiny
But what for- and against whom
They are my own people
A sort of a candle I have become
Burning myself to light others
I know I am a sufferer
In the hands of my own people
Still I love them to my heart-full
And their love has made
My afflictions impalpable………..

Friday, July 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: suffering
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 12 July 2014

Often we feign happiness outside while we greatly grieve within! '........ A candle I have become Burning myself to light others' If so don't worry.... you have enough reason to rejoice! A poignant write!

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