Poetry

The Brave over The Burden

Looking Straight into
The Eyes of the Hurdles,
He, Happily, Cuddles
Each of the Troubles.
He Doesn’t Care for
What Today throws at Him,
For He knows Deep Down;
Today is the Scope for
Tomorrow – the Hope.

He Carries the Burden
On the Shoulders meant to
Carry his Head High,
High in Pride,
As his Spirits would Glide
With the Wings of Honesty
Through the Rings of Modesty.

As He Flexes the Muscles
To Punch the Burden,
The Burden Mellows
And He, Proudly, Bellows
To Mark the Triumph of
The Brave over The Burden.


Image Sketched by: Stuti Shah

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