Rocky was the terrain, too hard to walk on
In the absence of guides, ventured into unknown
Unable to find talent, he developed the skill
Excruciating pain in feet, neglected by eyes filled with thrill
Distant images of leaves, a faint crashing of waves
Inspiration was scarce, but the madness craves
The smell of winning, overpowering the fatigue
Not anymore was he, in reason’s league
Β He lifted the cup of life, with his bruised hand
The suffering slipping away, like desert sand
A grin traveled through, scars and sweat
Skies reached, only after the clouds’ threat
He had to fall, while learning to fly
To experience heaven, he had to die
Such brilliance! I loved this! *applause* xD
Seems like without pain there isn’t much that comes our way, stumbling and bruises make the journey much more worth the result.
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Thank you Barrira. I was hoping you’d like it. You probably unknowingly inspired this post π Your reaction made me glad. Thank you so much π
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Lovely…!!! I mean I loved it..
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Your words made the poem worthwhile. Thank you so much, Roopam. π
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“He had to fall, while learning to fly
To experience heaven, he had to die”
Powerful poem! Beautifully written!
I might have rendered it bare
had I plucked everything I admired there
in its stanzas
and carefully chosen words!
But that ending couplet
polished the shine
I heard
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Thank you so very much, Claudia. Your lovely words of appreciation made my day. It was really amazing to see a comment in the same writing style which is seen in your beautiful poetry π
Thank you so much for stopping by and taking the time to read and comment π
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Greetings Prateek,
You are indeed welcome! Do forgive me for this tardy reply. No excuse outside of me being MIA, traipsing in other lilies of the field, welding a camera and sashaying up and down the runway in my mind’s eye.
Ooops!
Thanks for the neat response. No one has ever commented that “It was really amazing to see a comment in the same writing style which is seen in your beautiful poetry.” π Muchas gracias!!! Bowing, grinning and spinning!
Will stop in soon!
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wow, so moving and well done, thank you.
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Thank you. I am glad you liked it π
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I read somewhere – What if after you die, God asks, “How was Heaven?”.
Completely unrelated to your beautifully penned poem, but this just struck my mind while reading. Probably worth a discussion some day.
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Haha then I’ll tell God, ‘It was okayish. But the apsara was really just a pencil making company?’
And thank you π
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I love your sense of humor!! Smiling start to my morning. Again π
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Well put! π
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Thanks William π
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I guess lifting the trophy was worth the battle.
Great work, really. π
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Precisely. As someone said, extra-ordinary things are not achieved by normal people. Something extra-ordinary has to be done for them π
And its always a sense of achievement when appreciated by you π
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“He had to fall, while learning to fly
To experience heaven, he had to die”
Beautiful!!
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Thank you so much, Amulya. I am glad you found it beautiful π
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You’re most welcome!! π
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This is awesome. Last verse is so beautifully written π
A reality worded perfectly.
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Thank you so much, Kritika. Yaay π
But perfectly? Navjot Siddhu would get offended. He stated a few days ago that the biggest room in the world is the room for improvement π
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To me it is. Let me not start with what all that he does offend us and the world. The list would be long, ya know! π
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I am really humbled then. It would then become my favorite comment ^_^
And okay, Guruuu matt hona shuruuu π
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Yeah! :p
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“To experience heaven he had to die”
WOW!!!!!
Brilliant work.. Take a bow…
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Hi, Janhavi. Thank you so much for stopping by and the beautiful words of encouragement. It really means a lot. Hope to see you here again π
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I was like wow ,wow & wow π
wahhh! π
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Hehe! Thank you so much favorite poetess. Aapke lavz to din bana gaye! Shukria dher sara π
Inshah Allah aise hi wow-moments milti rahen aapko ^_^
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Hahahah sure..I ll be waiting prateek π
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Wow…. Wait, What do they say… MAGNUM OPUS π Loved it…. π
“He had to fall, while learning to fly
To experience heaven, he had to dieβ…. simple yet so beautiful π
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I am humbled, Shefali as these words come from someone so good in expressing words. Your comment really made me smile π
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This is a truly amazing poem, simple yet showcasing the truth of life. The last two lines added more beauty to it.! π
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Thank you, Archita. I am glad you found it beautiful π
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Wow! It’s so beautiful. Never to give up. I had to hear these words. Thank you so much for this. π An apt post, for the situation I am in. Not to give up, no matter what! To achieve something we have to sacrifice, can’t have feet in two boats.
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Thank you so much Jadu π
Though I am glad this helped, but I hope all is well at your end?
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hi Prateek! I am fine, how are you ? π
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Never better π
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Great! Happy to hear that! π Delhi treating you right boy?
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I actually referred to you coming back on wordpress π
But yah, Delhi is good if we forget the heat
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Oooh haha π Yay! sorry, for the late reaction! π Oh ya, it’s very hot over there -_- I keep hearing that. Try not to get fried, sun is on the roll, monsoon should start, it’s high time. π¦
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Hahaha! I’ll try my best. But if I fail, would you like to have fried or tandoori? π
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Haha π Tandoori! But, hey I will miss your funny posts and thoughts! I can sacrifice the urge and stick to chicken! π
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This is an excellent imagery of the journey called life. You’ve portrayed every man’s happiness, sorrow, determination and the urge to live…to complete the journey. A BRILLIANT work, this is…. π
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How amazing it feels to get such an insightful comment from such a beautiful writer. It is heartening to see you giving an accurate gist of what I wanted to convey. Thank you is all I can say but your encouragement means a lot π
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I find your works amazing…. and, I mean it… π
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I thank you with a bowed head. I hope to improve further and continue to be liked π
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“Unable to find talent, he developed the skill…not anymore was he, in reasonβs league…he had to fall, while learning to fly”
This makes the heart sink and elevate at the same time(:
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Thank you so much for the wonderful words. I am glad it created the effect I intended π
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No need to mention(:
Hey, it would be nice if you shared your insights on my work, too…I would be thankful.
https://scatteredmockingbirds.wordpress.com/
see ya around!
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Wow! This is amazing.This piece explains so well how without pain, there is no gain. And how we need to keep trying, keep exploring, keep walking on the thorny paths to achieve victory. We need to keep striving even when “Inspiration was scarce, but the madness craves”.
And the last two lines, Oh My, Awesome!
“He had to fall, while learning to fly
To experience heaven, he had to die”
Also, I expressed a similar sort of sentiment in the poem “Why don’t you fly”.
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I am so much glad to see your lovely and insightful comment! Thank you so much for taking the time out, Shreya. It really meant a lot.
And I remember that wonderful poem very well. I think it was the first one I saw at your blog. The simple question you asked there made every obstacle so simple to overcome π
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