Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Goal of my Soul!

I thought never,

me from a family poor

would reach the heights’ height

with an upshot so bright;

 as lights in a dark flash,

news and news splash.

 

My dream, cherished;

from the very childhood

in life to come out

with flying colours, but

can I with no social stand

achieve the goal of my soul?

 

Impinges upon my mind,

the man who stays in the mansion,

the mansion of size a castle;

wearing expensive apparel,

bearing the identity of his riches

exercising all sorts of powers.

 

A much classy car he drives

amidst his fellow dwellers;

so, strove I so forward

to achieve a good award

in the exam of Civil Services

to obtain a chair from reserves.

 

Always snatched by elites;

Aha! I too hold now delights,

I am a star shimmering now,

glee and gladness of wow

around emit from admirers

that stood always for my success.

 

I dreamt of power and position,

which, I thought, would lift me,

have I attained an identity

among the affluent with equality?

No, one can’t own an identity,

unless from the inner voice it is.  

36 comments:

  1. Let that craving keep you aloft

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  2. Hari OM
    Where there is a will there is a way! YAM xx

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  3. May all your dreams come true, but careful what you wish for.

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  4. Lovely poem. Indeed, success is not measured by prestige or possessions but by the soul within.

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  5. I love "I am a star shimmering now." That is wonderful, that you strove and succeeded. But in my view, you were as worthy of equality as any other always.

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  6. nice poem, but today majority people only judge other on the basis of money and on which chair that person is sitting

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  7. That is a pretty good poem reflecting the anguish, dreams of the marginalised , the deprived.

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  8. it is the inner voice indeed, the ultimate...

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  9. One's identity is not from outside trappings,pelf and power but what is inside-the real person.The rest are irrelevant.

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  10. I think you have every right to be proud of your achievements. Effort and determination definitely pay off.

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  11. Thank you,mary.It is totally fictitious, not factual.

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  12. I always felt that as a poor child I had to work harder at being something the those rich. There is more quality and character in the one who aspires toward something as you penned so well.

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    1. True,Leslie the fruit of hard work is always sweet and of course a focussed effort brings you the desired uphot.Thank you.

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  13. May all your dreams and wishes come true :-)

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  14. Dreams keep us going.. There is a sense of loss, and it also carries hope. Nice one!

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  15. It is the inner voice, indeed. Beautifully conveyed, Sarala. :)

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  16. Hello,

    There is a great thrill and a sense of satisfaction when some one from the lower strata of society achieves something great and becomes the envy of others. The joy is manifold because such people have to face so many obstacles to climb the ladder of success.

    Excellent poem, well written and wonderfully presented.

    Best wishes

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  17. I love the depth in the poem here... the words make me think a lot

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  18. Success is powerful. It's an independent word, beyond any comparisons. You crafted this really well!

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