And I Rise …

An uplifting poem on inner strength which would inspire you to forever rise against all odds.

Life keeps throwing me stones and I keep finding the diamonds,

For in my bosom I nurture hope, my heart surges with optimism.

Be it a torrid tempest or a day that has been deluged,

I still sail the rough seas, chart my own course to bridge any chasm.

Over the stony bridge I can spy the rainbow, guiding me to a haven that is safe;

I trust my instinct; follow through with my judgement in my wake.

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Life keeps throwing me lemons and I keep making lemonade;

For I believe I am strong enough to overcome, I am tough.

Be it my bough all heavy and laden or my barren willow,

I trust myself; have faith in me to prevail and crest any trough.

I add the bold honey of conviction to the sourness of my efforts,

I cede to my natural inclination to plough on, trot on, and carry on.

Life keeps throwing me curveballs and I don’t even own a bat;

But what I lack for in implements, I make up for in fortitude.

Be it my life swathed in reams of depression or in stagnant frustration,

I credit my intellect and I collect my wits; I ideate, I innovate.

I match my speed to the momentum of the ball; I reach out for it with bare hands,

Even if it’s a miss, not a hit; my solace is that I tried. My attempt matters.

Life keeps erecting barricades and I have only just learnt to crawl;

But I try to see beyond that and to find footholds in the wall,

Be it a path strewn with pebbles or a smoother through fare,

I abolish idleness and continue to ascend, to scale with care.

I behold the barrier not as an obstacle but as a test of ability

And up I go, one baby step at a time, I simply continue to climb.

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