Feeling the endA Poem by Ankesh Harmukha story of rising again from a fall.Feeling the End
Sun arrived at the morning, With a task on my fate. I hurried getting up, I didn’t wanna be late.
Playing my part correctly, A sin was made mistaken. Fortune died that moment, And I was fate stricken.
I knew my end was near, I took a glimpse on sky. And smiled a bit on myself, But inside it was cry.
All I did was shivering, I knew I made a crime. Fear grew much stronger, Knew it was my time.
Senses gave up suddenly, My heart was on its own. No more time was left I guess, Death was playing the con.
I really wanted to live more , I fought death till the end. Victory was all I had, I was the one to stand.
Fate of mine was different now, It was just what I make. Life was back fine now, Fear was piece of cake.
© 2015 Ankesh HarmukhAuthor's Note
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