The Survivor - Poem by Nidhi Dev
I saw them running ahead of me,
But I could not overtake them,
they jeered at me from a distance,
But I could not ignore them...
I was walking, they were running,
But we were coursing the same road,
And the destination was same,
Though I sought shelter in some other abode...
They did not stop for breath, but I did,
They did not falter, but I did,
And in the end I thought I would never reach,
But finally, they did not, but I did....
They were running so fast,
It was as if they could outrun light too,
And so when they tripped once,
never again could they get up to put ahead a shoe....
It was then that I emerged, unscathed, unstained,
A lone survivor of the mundane race,
And they all applauded the winner,
Winner, I had to be, as I was The Survivor,
And then all dispersed, all the excitement broke,
Now that's where all vanished objects go,
into nothingness, a wisp of smoke....
And that is to say, everything.....
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