'Failing To Fall'- Poetries that touches the SOUL

Modern times have introduced us to an extremely caged vulnerable part of us that many a times find itself trapped -helpless and hopeless .

The world may jangle the accomplishments on ever-acquiring empathy but there might be times when nobody except ourselves can take charge and stand.

“It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate,

I am the captain of my“ -William Earnest Henley

The purest of entities around us shows analogy with the inevitably changing circumstances- falling and rising, blooming and shedding , shelter and sky . But with change comes the ray that beams through the darkest of tunnels to personify the greatest morale of mankind- HOPE.

“Just like moons and like suns,

With the certainty of tides,

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I'll rise.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise.”