Many efforts ended in fiasco, Still to succeed I go, But, age increases, Golden peace mind loses, Before end's arrival, Must be done survival, For bliss and joy, Hard-work I must employ.

Emotional Turmoil on this Soil

By fear often I am afraid
As it enters uninvited
On worry-bed I get laid
As bliss is never sighted

A strange feeling emerges
My mind loses security
In tears, my soul submerges
Begging God to give surety

Why I am here is a puzzle?
How to locate the Unknown?
How to in life safely castle?
By whom shall it be shown?

Though by love I am surrounded
Uncertainty knock me daily
When by troubles I am pounded
I feel lost forever absolutely

Life is for a very short duration
One by one World will be left
Success loves only perspiration
Or else comes not victory's gift.



Poetry by mvvenkataraman
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Written on 2011-09-15 at 19:08

Tags Work  Duty  Task 

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I lost forever absolutely a long time ago ... nicely written.