struggle

secluded, untouched, cringed within the walls,

dreaming to be let loose, with crippled wings, it falls

desperation soars high, struggles , struggles ,struggles

like minuites before that end, how it prevails alone...struggle.



with every battle lost and the bleakest trail disappearing,

unable to let go of the daunting fear,

pride gets bruised, struggles, struggles, struggles

staring at a mountain, blocking every ray of light,

how it prevails alone....struggle



clinging onto someone, the only life support,

it is just their presense, their presense alone

makes everything else miniscule,

that support when snatched, painful waters- struggle, struggle struggle

trickling down, unnoticed, they never go dry,

thus prevailing alone...struggle.



cold and ruthless, facing a sudden end,

for it may be your own, or someone called your 'own'

it transforms every stone to clay,

compells even a non believer to pray,

when it hits, it hits hard ,

knowing there's no turning back..yet we struggle,

struggle, struggle.

unflinching efforts , all in vain, it prevails alone...struggle.