Winners Song (Varsha Madhulika......Edited By Deluke Muwanigwa With Permission) Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

Winners Song (Varsha Madhulika......Edited By Deluke Muwanigwa With Permission)

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Winner's SongPoem by Varsha Madhulika

Nursing was never her desire
Life was not happy but she could not retire
Failure was what haunted her conscience
Amidst all that was dipped in brilliance.

Nothing she desired most
than to be an achiever of her passion at all cost
Only to find oneself in the broth
That nurtured illegitimate thought

With a weak voice she quivered
Only for ignorance, and time failing to be delivered
Suppressed by the howling crowd
Imposing their experience; nothing proud

Life of satisfaction is not what I am against
But life of passion ruled my head with angst
Visualizing my passion to my parent
Impossible it became to breathe t'was apparent

Dreams are rich man's chattel
For a middle class man only meant to rattle
Trying by all means to matter
Landing on grasses that never wither in splatter

Qualities abounded in her complete
Commitment unmatchable; so replete
Still she could not make it through
Money was the business compounding her woe

Accepted she the challenge life presented
Died she for the dream she had resented
Losing the complete balance of her mind
Reflected as depressed; not fine

Never she gave up the suppressing call
Donned she in the shoes of life walking tall
Erasing all that she scripted before
Until she became a blank scroll.

Injustice labored all to break her down
Bowed head of her nursing crown
As she served the sick with a smile
Even though she never desired to be a nurse; not her style

Beauty of achievement shines
As one walks on the path bright
Whatever be the challenge thrown
Ultimatelyshe was destined to sing the achiever's song

Wrote on 16.10.19

Varsha Madhulika

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 13 October 2020

this is a very good poem about vocationI knew a girl with similar invocation she wanted to be a lover of some one not in her minds occupation but delivered a child in a life of suffocation imaging twas a life brought i by genetic migration of thoughts of her lover who could never marry her bornwas she on 19 oct 1983 perhaps if i correctly remember life has gone down the memories lane as it rained

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Varsha M 06 September 2020

This is why editing and building vocabulary matters most. Thank-you bro for making my poetry look even more beautiful and in fact you inspired me to always give a second read to one's own creation to make it look even more better. I never do that. Thank-you.

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Varsha M 06 September 2020

And this is explicitly beautiful. Inspiring me to put on little more effort and attention to poetry world sifting beautiful thoughts under the spell of words. Very beautifully written bro. Great admirations.

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