As dark as the storm clouds,
Blur like those foggy days,
Weak roots lie beneath the tree of life
Holding onto nothing would be precise.
Pulled by the evil forces behind,
As she tried taking a step in the journey unknown
Fell weak on her knees and looked up to faith.
She held in herself for ages, the agony and pain,
she mustered the courage to master the force,
For the justice she was never given,
For the revenge she never thought of taking.
She walked ahead without a direction,
But a destination clear as crystal.
She climbed upon life,
grabbing each branch as a hope,
rotten fruits all it gave but,
the seeds were her soul.
Never will she give up, till she found
The reason behind her misery.
Grabbing some bites of love and sips of joy,
Still searching and walking the endless journey.
For the revenge she never thought of taking.
ReplyDeleteConsider it just an opinion but I believe you don't 'get' anything, you always have to fight for it. Revenge is a big word, but justice too has to be achieved. Why would anyone come and put it on your plate? World is a fair place to live in, it never does undue favors.
Get up! You're a strong heart girl :)
I really liked this poem. I like the lucidity and innocence. Lot of people try too hard creating something out of ordinary and verbose , and fail to deliver the idea in the process. For me, it certainly delivers :)
Keep blogging!
Cheers!
Thanks. Open to criticisms and opinions, they are all a part of the process of becoming a good writer. And about the simplicity, its what I believe in :)
ReplyDeleteCheers!