TNT | Poems:

Abstract: we all have one life either to make it fine or wine. It is definitely the choice which decides over the ultimate decision we make; thus, one should keep moving, keep climbing until you reach the ultimate highest Zen!  Perhaps, maybe we all are born to write our own tales rather to narrate of someone else… what say??

My climb will go on….

by Priyanka Raj

Over the high ranges along with low vales

Until I stop, my climb will go on …and will go on!

Every step measured, recalled for tales

For no mountain is too lofty until I move on!

Though rough dreams in life trailing

But I must …. keep scaling without failing;

And every giant struggle I set off to face

Breathe strength to rise on with pace!

All I commit to memory, low chances taken

Must have strapping faith, thy not shaken

And sometimes moments must keep rushing

For challenges in life, thy continue pushing

And ask me, how long will I climb?

 No wonder until voyage of life sail on

And shall not suspend the battle until…blasting fight;

 For my voice powers enough as attacking gunfight.

All I yearn, direction must not bleach

Path set over mountains, must stride on

Must not stop my feet, avidly waiting to reach

Until I stop, my climb will go on….and will go on!

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