Well! Well! Well!
There goes the bell
Time to excel
Or is it the Death Knell ?
For Happy Hours tell
Life’s gonna be Hell
Pick, Push , Propel
To possess the coveted Grail
Life’s a Challenge swell
So precious and crucial
To prove You can do as well
Beyond the prejudged Level
Or is it just a Battle?
Of greed and forsaken Will?
No one need foretell
Just surge ahead and sail
smooth or sink and fail
Victory or Funeral
In the end its a mere struggle
With your clone, the inner Devil
Well ! Well! Well!
Echoes the Jingle Bell
‘…..a mere struggle With your clone, the inner Devil….’Nicely described.
Liked the verse in lilting rhyme
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Thanks KP!!
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Hmmm. Dealing with the issue of self-belief entangled with the apprehensions of life in a poetic way. Quite impressive and thought-provoking.
Jitendra Mathur
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Thanks Mathur Sahab!
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Struggle with the inner devil is the hardest one! Loved the rhyming and flow of words in the poem… 🙂
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Thanks Moni. A childish write like a nursery rhyme
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Underneath the innocent jingle of the poem, there lies that dark and profound truth about the battle with the inner demons, the chaos within our soul. Your verse is stark, solemn yet profoundly honest and thought provoking..
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Trust you to delve so deep ! My frivolous attempts find meaning in your rumination!!
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The conflict and the tug is eternal.. Liked the way you have rhymed it ! Spontaneous !
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You’ve made my day!!!
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Very well put together.
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Thanks Rajeshji
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We are always battling with our alter ego. Nicely put.
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Thank you very much, sir
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