Awards Are Welcome Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Each new feather to my poetry cap
Feels like a shot in the arm;
Like a lion I rear and roar
Like a deer I fear and bore
Into the thick air at such a furor!

But awards during lifetime
Seem better than a gallantry trophy
Given away posthumously to a soldier!
Let a fighter lick his hard-earned glory
On the licking of his multitude wounds.

Honor after honor heightens the zeal
Amidst many fails and resilient thrill.