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While the knell waited..

by Priyaa Trippayar Sahasranaman

If life is tranquil, joy at peak,
Nemesis would lurk, to make it bleak;
Such was my ship, sailing calm at sea;
It hit a berg; they found a tumor in me;
Hope just withered, my ship had wrecked,
the rudder was broken, sorrow bedecked.
As death drew closer, it dawned on me,
milestones to reach; can’t blasphemy;
Compelled to run with broken limbs,
with kin in tears, a painful glimpse.
After a mile, my pain abates,
stronger I feel, only good awaits;
My time alone, from the rest a difference;
Like never ago, I pay it deference.
When all is done; I can afford to rest;
I only realize, it was God’s test,
stimuli to make weak men stronger,
it weren’t the same had life been longer.
Thus this epistle to each heart,
saying hurdle no bigger than fresh start;
It’s not in those lines, not in that star,
it’s in your hands, what you are.


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Sep 14, 2013
Very Nice
by: Khurshid

A well versed poetry. A mini story on its own.

Sep 05, 2013
by: Rams

Good poem, inspiring and optimistic

Sep 02, 2013
Nice story embedded in this poem
by: Rukmini Iyer

Like the fact that you have embedded the story of a tumor patient in the poem and how his perspective about life changes after he gets the disease. Very inspirational!

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