January 26, 2009

A lesson of hope...


I see the aurora,the first light ,
and I look at the mirror reflecting my melancholic smile.
That shine gives me a gloomy feel.
The chopped reflection of all my dreams
seemed to have been doomed.
I mislaid my future in extreme secrecy,
to observe all my futile dreams,

Life seem to have taken a drastic turn,
where I could see my happiness burn.
I refrained my self from the right,
as I considered it was beyond my might.
I thought myself as a rootless tree.
Sorrows and Struggles attracted me,
and my melancholy grew.


My hatred towards life took twist,
Until that day,for what I won't miss.
I couldn't and I can't was all that I knew,
and realized that people like him are very few.
Living life is not a big deal.
My Life was like a rudderless boat,
till I got a view of that divine soul.

For many ,he was a man without legs,
For few,he was an emeritus army officer.
His life was like a tree with leaves ,before that mishap .
With Autumn,trees shed their leaves,
Likewise his happiness got slaughtered.
An audacious officer walking on his sole,
was put to wheelchair all alone.


He never gave up nor he died,
As for every wound ,there is a heal,
for once,he took life as a challenge,
and now he lives a life against his hopes.
He paints,he writes ,he sings.
Every day he lives a new life,
which is like standing on the tip of a knife.


Looking at him,brings me back my lost hopes,
For I started rediscovering my forbidden goals.
his life taught me a lesson,of hopes and confidence.
For once,I was lost on my path.
it was a path full of griefs and sorrows.
He is an idol , a teacher and a mentor,
who inspired me through his life.



Word Count : 307*
As of now , I am not taking part in the contest.Just to inform that this poem I wrote as a dedication to the person for whom this post is addressed.I got to learn a lot from him.He inspired me from his life .A bird with broken wings can't fly and he proved it wrong.No matter a person have all his body parts or not,it depends on how your using it .A man with no limbs and doing all his work ,inspiring people is better than a person with all his body parts and doing nothing.Thanks sir!. I dont intend to reveal his name .

10 comments:

  1. wanna give u a standing applause fr this if u were in front of me ..

    *hugz* for this inspiring dedication :)

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  2. a very inspiring poem ste...gud...well done! n well written!

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  3. thanks a lot guys

    thanks prats....just was thinking of something....

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  4. Waoh kya baat hain stephen ...really nice mann ....

    And you couldn't come up with anything before u wrote this and look what u hv put up....

    This one should go for the contest....Really big poem too 307 words....put it up mann .....

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  5. You just reminded me of that man.. Since I know who you are talking about.. Do you know I wrote a letter to him and he had replied?

    I still remember this one line in it . "I could care less if this happened on the line of duty but to happen when i didnt even have a chance to serve my country, just makes me feel like a burden."

    I was 15 and didnt know what to write back. Today, I would tell him.. He inspired me and now i know you too.. And that keeps me and God knows how many going on each day.

    Great Ste.. Im touched! :D

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  6. Man... u r so good with poems...

    This was truly touching and inspiring...Gr8..!!

    Kudos to u...

    Cheers..!!
    Arjun

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  7. Amazing...

    Words reely cant xplain how i feel .... I dont know why but bringing man in your poem, in my mind i just got tears...

    Dont know why...
    it just remind me of a servey we did... :S

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  8. Really good one...equal standings of a true poet..a conscious flow of thoughts in a rhythmic form....it has makings of a great poem. I definitely agree with you say.,A man with no limbs and doing all his work ,inspiring people is better than a person with all his body parts and doing nothing.

    ^a little tweaking here and there^
    1. and my melancholy grew,
    like i never knew.
    2. For few,he was an army officer emeritus .

    there is many more that i did like to point,but for want of time, maybe will discuss when we're totally free

    chk out...http://ddgul.blogspot.com/2009/01/abled-and-disabled.html

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