Conquest for Quest

Friday, January 27, 2012

It's not a test for conquest of quest,
IT's only the way you manifest,
The way you do things with your abilities,
There are only two possibilities,
Either you get through, or,
You get down, taste sour,
May be you knew you were down,
But yeah, failure is no kind of noun,
You rub your eyes,
No- it wasn't a dream, life sometimes defies,
There's a tear contamination,
With lots of body animation,
And then, you think, you ought,
End your world with a mere thought,
You reach top of a mountain,
To fall back and give a blood fountain,
But your heart pulls you back,
Saves you from unknown attack,
Then you know, you have to do it,
With no if's and but's, with no shit,
You roar apart, loud enough,
Gonna crush the word 'tough',
Now, either it's you or your aim,
And for now, life is a do or die game,
And you have turned insane,
With a crazy, non-tiring brain,
You gear, with no fear,
Nobody you hear,
Stare at what you got to do,
Even if you don't get a clue,
Failure- you gotta damn it,
Fear- you gotta slam it,
And when the river of your mind,
Every struggle you unwind,
For now, with power, you run,
Your stars shine better than sun,
Get over with conquest of quest,
Coz now, you, you are the best!


                    There are some moments in our life when we face terrible failures, but you know what, a rage comes in us when we get through these kind of failures and that rage can achieve even bigger success in life. Strange, but true!
    So, this is all my poem reveals.
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In Motion

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

It’s sunrise, you wake up from south,
With a sip of tea in your mouth,
Because you wanna be in motion,
With more or less in emotion,
You go out and see a hundred cases,
World spits at you- slangs and praises,
You cry, you laugh, you jump,
You shout, you hush, you crump,
You sometimes levitate off to meditate,
And you sometimes without even a hesitate,
Go on to crush everyone under feet,
Even if its you or your heartbeat,
And then you feel guilt,
But there’s always a pride in built,
And as there is always a motion,
Under emotion, you often forget emotion,
You hit the ground but it always hits back,
Same as a running train in a cracked track,
And since there was motion in each of your time,
You have now finally read this rhyme!

- Vaibhav Varun
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