I strive to arrive

I strive to arrive

My budding thoughts of emancipation

are drowned in the soil of ignorance

 

The obsession of who I am

Is trapped in the reality of who I have become

 

My tabernacle of flesh and blood

is weary from this sojourn

 

But I am yet to arrive

So I strive

 

I press on

One step at a time

towards the bridge of alteration

 

Distraction stands a few feet away

beckoning me to the warmth of her embrace

 

I shiver

As the reality of the blistering cold

in this arena of solitude overwhelms me

 

Reason eludes me

My will wavers

My resolve weakens

 

She's beautiful

The gratification of my desire

 

I begin to make my way towards her

I melt in her embrace

 

Her warmth

 

She whispers in my ear

She says everything is going to be alright

 

Then gently

She leads me away from the bridge

In the other direction  

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I like this write. Pen on...:)..................

[AGHANTI]

Thanks so much Khalil, i really appreciate that especially coming from you, i only just joined the writers cafe but I've already become a big a fan of your works.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Thank you kindly. You are welcome...:)..............................