Blood And Sweat Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Sweat and blood
All I need,
And see my body
Full of stigmata.

Brand me as
Unworthy and
Disgraceful,
Yet, I care not.
Here I am
To do my duty
For good.

Mistakes, accidents,
All would come.
And I have to learn
From each one
To rectify my errors.

Sticky wicket,
I allowed you to come,
I am here to
Tackle you,
I am firmed enough.

My life and
My works are
Not for any lazy
Or wicked.
I am not ready to
Give you a chance
To play in mud water.

I try to clean,
And set right all
With all my
Sweat and blood,
With each and every
Will power
In me.
The call
By the time.

Dear foe,
Show me not
Your stiletto.