Sunday 30 December 2012

Dear Fear


Its not me who needs to do this,
Its not the pleasure, its not the bliss,
Its not my strength, i may not survive,
Its me too scared, its me still alive.

Few moments ago I knew how to swim,
So dared myself to climb further up the brim,
Wanted to feel the adventure, live unknown risk,
But the zeal dripped, and daring flipped, so brisk.

So what's pulling me out, when i know i have control,
The water is deep, but shallow I have always patrolled.
Drown, i cannot, for I have company for anything odd,
What's proving mightier, over facts giving away the nod

Its coming from inside, something holding in the heart
And when I enquire,  it has my voice, its my part,
So, what should i throw at it, for I know its corrupt,
Just want to go ahead, don't want it to interrupt.

Talking to it again, showing truth to it again,
There's so much at stake, still the best to gain
Hush!! no more need to hear you, dear you,
You are just the negative, so I shall tear you

Looking at the lake again, eyeing all that i'd reap,
The water is blue, maybe cold, and for sure deep,
Dear Fear, this is for you, for you need to shut forever,
With my every good behind me, i take this leap...,

So I took the leap to survive,
its me now fearless, its me so alive...

...Rakesh

1 comment:

Sandeep Gupta said...

Very nice poem. Now I understand whenyou stood there for so long staring at water but not diving. I mocked you but you kept staring and finally dived. Dived again and coming out .... not only from water but from fear as well. Well written and well done.