By Arshi Alvi
The toxic combination of battered soul & bruised mind,
The shattered heart & woeful lifeline of its kind,
That’s how life stares at me today in my eye sensation,
And that’s how it molds today in my connotation.
I’m surging with emotions & an awful desire,
With sad vibes & cheeks soaked with tears.
Marvelling_What accomplishments have I achieved in my vitality?
And how did I devour precious years of my energy?
With no real companions or riches to swivel around,
With no soulmate to grip me tight in my sorrow by my side.
With no siblings around to calm down my fears,
With not a single fellow to dab my tears.
Now when I infer what’s life’s verify exactly?
I’m out of all fictitious pretenses precisely.
I expect no one to console me & cuddle me anymore,
I desire no one to comfort me & to caress me alone.
I recall even the yellow meadows turn green,
Even the wildflowers bloom out in the fields in between.
They seek no approvals except the Lord’s grace,
They need no assistance for their upswing at a place.
Now, I realize, battered soul & bruised mind,
It needs time, space & God to rise & mend.
Now I’ll heal by myself with time & its rhythm,
With no favors of others but by the peace of soul within.
I don’t want to be annoyed over the past incident,
I don’t want to be paranoid about future events.
I don’t want to perish as a coward by inflicting suicide,
So I’ll try to surge from the awful prejudice’s pride.
Knowingly rise again, to get hurt similarly.
That’s how audacious I am from within momentarily.
I don’t know how long I’ll stay that brave to survive.
To face fiercely the battles of this life, to revive.
Maybe until I give up on the sensual encouragement,
Of getting a peaceful life after I quit this in enticement.
Still, I comprehend, for me, no kingdom is ample.
This or above skies, none belongs to me, it’s that simple.
I’m still trying to quash the idea of quitting the life,
Still combatting mind battles awaiting a better fringe.
To win the hearts of others is a difficult task, but trust me,
Winning our mind battles is an even tougher task.
Once we discover how to win our mind battles for sure,
No struggles would be harsh enough to shun & escape.
Thank you so much to the #DelhiPoetrySlam for publishing it on your website and selecting it for publishing in your upcoming Anthology.
Looking forward to more such opportunities.