Struggle Towards The Goal Supreme Poem by S. Ashok Kumar

Struggle Towards The Goal Supreme

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With your play rehearsed,
I got immersed.

With no yearning,
I kept yawning.

With my senses strong,
I always went wrong.

With question of enquiry,
I started my journey.

With my books,
I got my clues.

With all my trouble.
I tried to struggle.

With joys transitory,
I got lost momentarily.

With senses as tidal wave,
I got washed away as a slave.

With attachments all around,
I kept going round and round.

With unreal nagging,
I got carried away napping.

With all my weakness,
I made very little progress.

With all your glory,
I couldn't lose meekly.

With path being hard,
I often lost heart.

With my senses treat,
I had to retreat.

With strength so scarce,
I often got scared.

With you and I as one,
I don't have to run.

With death nearing,
I can't keep waiting.

With strength as fuel,
I must start the duel.

With me concealing me,
I must blame none but me.

With struggle as the only way,
I will find you on the way.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Taylor 23 June 2008

Seek and you will find, when the seeker is left behind....

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Tess Rockenstire 17 June 2008

Life is a struggle but worthwhile at the end. Keep it up. Tess

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Dipika P 17 June 2008

really enjoyed reading it...crafted well...congrats! ! !

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Subbaraman N V 10 June 2008

Yes, that very struggle towards the goal leads us to the goal! Let us struggle and succeed!

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