Monday, March 30, 2015

I will survive

Hey! Here's a poem for you!

They say

Only the fittest survive, sardonically.

The whole enchilada’s pressing on my throbbing 

Head. Like a drained sponge, dehydrated

I can only hear jeers, see mocks, talk

Nothing with my quivering lips, to the

World that says I am drowning to doom in the

Tough Ocean of the world. But they know not 

That I can swim.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Keertana. I am landing on your blog through your lifehack article. You have highlighted wonderful points for all the mentally tough parents. As a fellow lifehack author, I want to congratulate you for showing maturity and deep thoughts at this young age.
    This poem depicts your tough character. The people will say something or other. We can't stop them. Our survival depends on OUR strength, patience and dedication.
    Wishing you lots of success and happiness in your life.