English Poems Literature Poems

An internship for the soul



A time of uncertainty, without guidance;
He looks for solace but doesn’t find it;
The firms keep applauding him, great milestones! they say,
But never offer a cushion of stability.

A juncture of anxiety, self-pity, and disbelief;
He chooses to be his indefatigable self;
Debilitated by constant repudiation;
He chooses to ignore it, his inert grief.

Possibilities and opportunities, come and go;
A call, a meeting, even a response;
A ray of hope, the silver lining;
Possibilities and opportunities all seem like placebos.

He knows one day, he would rest, cushioned;
Perseverance is what he was brought up with;
But there exists one undeniable truth in
this all;
The cushion will be available to everyone from him.

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3 comments

  1. Each piece of your write up is a jewel!!
    All the very best for Sangam, to you and all the artists involved!
    Love and blessings 💕👍

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