Exile Poem by pranav siva

Time as it happens, waits for no one
Quest awaits, a projection of anonymity persists
One among many, yet you remain untraced
Camouflaged among the mob, old habits die hard
Gust of wind persists, intending to knock off your sails
Sandstorms embark, unfailingly kind to see your ruin
Glimpse of betrayals and sufferings widen the keyhole within
Mother who guides you from edge of time, and nature as a witness
Trials and sufferings that your peers can scarcely imagine
Quenched fists, yet incapacitated with neck on the line
Evils that lurk in and out, unknowingly tempers the hero within
Awakened your true self, miseries lodged at end of Mother‘s stare
Reborn from the ashes, death is not only once
Reloaded, yet fire burns within
Boundaries break, unlocking a new vision
Nothing has changed, but the way you see is definitely not the same
Impeccable desire to prove yourself, shines like a bright golden glow
Endure it all, you won't regret it
Exile, definitely not for every small timer.
-Pranav