My days were dour, I had no foresight.
Success eluded me like the vapours from a boiling heap;
And though they said I still had that vigour.
I had my doubts, a fear buried deep.
As time flew by, healing up my wounds,
I grew stronger, beating out my blues.
Resurrection was my top most priority,
And all I needed was an early rejuvenation.
When new challenges came my way,
I was dubious of my moods which sway.
With all those troubles, those upstream rides,
Those roaring waves and gigantic tides;
All I knew was that I am here to stay,
I aint gonna quit, come what may!
Fate may have vandalised my plans for once;
I made sure I came back against all odds.
The seemingly indefinite struggle came to an end;
Bringing me back where I longed to belong.
I became ecstatic, my life was on song!
Amit Raizada
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