Sink to Rise [POEM]

The anchor of anxiety weighs me down,

Under its Herculean pressure, I drown,

Looking back at the mistakes I frown;

For stupidity, if there was a crown,

On my head, it would aptly lay down.

Ship of my aspirations will sink,

Nothing will stay but this ink,

All will be over in a blink,

Can't care about what others think,

When my ship is filled to the brink.

In my own ship, I have dug a hole,

I am the reason for my misery sole,

Eternal damnation, into which I fall,

From all perils and snare, I appall,

The error is mine as far as I recall.

This fall is not the eternal end,

Its a cue to introspect, I apprehend,

With the norms of society, I blend,

In solitude and symphony my life I mend,

Your support is all I need, my friend.

Like a Phoenix, from my ashes, I will rise,

Not everything that sinks dies,

Hope is easily found in those eyes,

Whose beholder has a mind so wise,

Hopes so high, it extends beyond skies.

To the same mistake, I will never fall prey,

Impostors and flatterers, I will keep at bay,

Enemies and foes, I will slaughter and slay,

If someone comes in my way, how dare they,

For their safety and security, I hope they pray!

-Samvram Sahu

Serenity in Madness