Turning Point

Rousing Cadence is keeping my away from my usual stuffs. Here is a poem and this talks of recent experiences.

Turning Point

I wonder how life takes a turn;

Beautiful people bring in beautiful thoughts around;

The mind is a workshop of unknown creativity;

Never works during captivity,

Funny aspects of life sometimes get unearthed,

I am given the fruit when I was only looking for the bark.

Where can a warrior go at the peak of the war?

The battlefield is never too far,

Sometimes the war is inside,

And the battle cry comes from the far side;

Are you liable when you kill some of your instincts?

How do you measure incentives of such deaths?

Where is the tombstone and where is the death bed?

Affirmative! I am,

Nihilism! I can tame,

Its darkness when it rains and when it pains;

But I know there is life after every flood,

Happiness is beyond flesh and blood.

Shamsud

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