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The Escape

October 4, 2015
By Purvi BRONZE, Bhilai, Other
Purvi BRONZE, Bhilai, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"The leaves of memories, seem to make a mournful rustling in the night."


Down and Down and Down,

A jouney too long;

I fell into a Well,

I think I'll drown.

 

Deep and Deep and Deep, 

The water so cold;

It made me numb,

I failed to stand Bold. 

 

Lost and Lost and Lost

Hard, me and my hopes had fell;

I believed I couldn't ever come out,

Of this deep shallow well.

 

Drop by Drop by Drop,

As I blinked, a Teardrop fell;

Words unsaid,

God O'erhead !

 

Breath by Breath by Breath,

I gained my strength;

Wiped the tear of Gold,

And to come out I dreamt.

 

Bit by bit by Bit,

I sorted my way out;

I climbed, I fell, I climed again

I knew my goal, there wasn't a Doubt.

 

Step by Step by Step,

I reached to the top;

Took in fresh air,

And shouted Out Loud.


The author's comments:

All of us, at a point of time undergo faliure. This poem of mine is dedicated to all those who have failed in their lives and then stood up, who have fell seven times but got up eight. The 'well' in the poem refers to a sudden downfall i.e. faliure and it shows the story of The Escape from the downfall of it.


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