Poetry:-Poems on realization of LifeBy Palas Kumar Ray

Sword

I have got my weapon so now I do not fear to live a Life of no value but an ocean of tear. 

I don't fear though left in squall all alone to sail I don't tear for traveling alone life's uncertain trail. 

If you ask me and surely you'll, I'll tell it all how did I come across that great fear of fall?

How could it be all possible feeling no fear at all I'll tell you how it all happened just as a miracle? 

The night before I had trouble having a sound sleep I took a pen and wrote down all suffering I had deep. Pain, sorrows and all those words I didn't say till date came around, sat on paper and I could see my fate. 

There from they looked at me, laughed at me and shame I felt a lot as they talked it was all just a pretty game 

what they called of Life it was so common to every soul with that paper I made a sword and made living my goal. 

By:- Palas Kumar Ray

This poem was originally submitted in poemhunter.com on 24-11-2008 

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