Phoenix
May be today I have failed
But someday again I will be hailed
Success would be mine
And life’s journey would be fine
My future goals would be set
And all the hurdles would be boldly met
I will rise as a phoenix that is strong and brave
Not consenting to serve any one as a slave
Parents would be there as the guiding light
Inculcating within me the strength to fight
Inspirations around would refill my world that was hollow
And great men’s footsteps would be something I’d follow
In achieving success hard work is the bait
Believing this would accordingly change my fate
Some morning sun would witness me emerging as a winner
Triumphing over the dark I created as a sinner
My failure fills my soul with profound pain
As so many years I let out in vain
But the pain alone would urge me to climb where I desire
Thus it would give me the zenith, which many eyes would admire
My life’s pendulum would regain its swing
Tale of my rebirth the forth coming voices would sing
My survival would be freed from criticism
And the world would see me as optimism winning over pessimism
So when I leave earth
And board the heaven’s berth
I can say the creator that I have worked out his errands
And have been absolutely loyal to his commands
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