April 06, 2015 at 12:07 pm
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Emotional | Spiritual | Inspirational
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I sway across the Ocean of pains.
I survive among vultures winging over my head, waiting for a chance to consume me.
I got to hold onto a ligneous log for support.
I named it as God.
That piece of wood is always inert.
But it surely knows when and where to take me.
I came across another air-bag which I got in the way.
I called it as Honesty.
It looked like a bag which was punched indefinitely.
It was still not destroyed; its assailants were nowhere to be seen.
I took a lot of faith from it.
Hence, I wore it on my soul.
Then I came across a trifling boat.
I hopped onto it and saw its name as Hard Work.
I used the “God” for rowing it.
I used “Honesty” as support.
The Sun came out and scorched the vultures with its heat.
It whispered me to follow the ray and way of courage.
I know I will not only get more vultures in my journey; but also an encounter with countless demons.
They will be in the form of hominids and their sensations; sometimes they will be in my own form as well.
Pains do disturb me.
Lost love, lost chances, lost lives, lots and lots of them....
But they never destroy me.
Because, I somehow smile at them saying that I don't regret my choices.
Right or wrong; all are perceptions.
Sin or not; that is what forms the judgment day schemes.
Who in this cosmos had not sinned?
Each and every one of us transgressed in our own way.
How rapid are we; in comprehending our gaffes and in amending our path?
When we reach the shore called Success; we will recognize our discomforts as Sweet Pains.
At that time, we will get the conviction to meet our maker in the eye.
The voyage does not stop at accomplishing success.
The destination is to reach a place called constructive history.
For that, we must get ready to swim another Ocean full of pains and gains.
© Stellar Ram 2015
Last Modified: April 06, 2015 at 02:28 pm
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A classical poem of comparisons which tells my philosophical views about Life and the pains it provides.
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