Wednesday, December 23, 2009

An Ecstasy of Triumph!

Impediments galore
Manoeuvre to
Submerge my confidence
In
Quicksands of failure
They
Arrest my strength, blur my vision
But
Not for long
For
An inner zeal beckons
A pertinacious will opens
Vistas of success
And
Follow accomplishments, applause

A tranquility after
Ineffable upheavals
To see impediments
With their heads bowed

An ecstasy of triumph...

14 comments:

  1. समय की रेत से धुंधलाई ये आँखें,
    मंजिल की ओर लडखडाते ये कदम,
    ऐ काश हमसफ़र मेरा साथ होता
    मंजिल का क्या मिले ना मिले...

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  2. ये महान दृश्य है
    चल रहा मनुष्य है
    अश्रु, स्वेद, रक्त से लथपथ लथपथ लथपथ
    अग्निपथ अग्निपथ अग्निपथ...

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  3. Malice is a strong word. You ought to have a strong reason to use it as your identity.

    Why?

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  4. chk out the profile and u wud know :)

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  5. I did, albeit, it was a hurried reading. Why bid adieu? Or, may be, this time you shall come back as 'Without Malice'!

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  6. @With Malice: It was, then. Not anymore.

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  7. @Dew: aah ko chahiye ek umr asar hone tak...
    kaun jeeta hai teri zulf ke sar hone tak...

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  8. @ With Malice: "Yeh teri bhi aankhon ka qasoor hai
    Main tanha gunahgar to nahi..."

    "...Aashiqui hai sabrtalab..."

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  9. @Dew: aur tamanna betaab, dil ka kya haal karoon khoon-e-jigar hone tak...

    humne maana ke taghaful na kaoge lekin...
    khaaq ho jayenge hum tujhko khabar hone tak

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  10. Keep the zeal alive, lovely write-up

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  11. @Rajat: Thank you for dropping by!:)

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  12. A round of applause for this one. I love da way you write. I believe pretty much everone has experienced this once in deir lyfetyme. Very relatable.

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