Taking stock, I wrote this on my last birthday; One year hence, I feel pretty much the same... though this is not at all my mood today, it is quite up beat... albeit last year has been a bit troubled... may be it was the premonition...? lol!
At the Cross Roads
Broken promises, weakened resolve,Wrong turns taken, crumbling walls
Of existence, already distraught...
Troubled is the soul, broken heart!
The essence of being falling apart!
Where did I slip, where did I go wrong?
On the cross roads of life I stand,
Despair and sing this litany of song:
Where did I slip, where did I go wrong?
Mountains, high, of grief scaled
Seas of anguish swam for long
Dark nights gloomy, I stayed strong
Through raging storms trudged along:
The wind kept whistling in my ears, yet,
I stood my ground, thrust forward along...
Where did I slip, where did I go wrong?
And Now: When sea of anguish is calm,
Summit of grief scaled; sunshine warm...
Sores are healing, soothing is the balm
Dust has settled, deserts are calm
Cold winter's departed, spring is warm
Why do then suddenly walls of existence
Seem to be collapsing, crumbling down?
Is it the lull, before the storm...?
Where did I slip, where did I go wrong?
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP), India,
Copyright ©: Zoya Zaidi
Photo: This is what I am usually like; well, most of the time!
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2007-03-28 at 06:11
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