Fain heart
Weary limbs
Dreaded fate
Drunken skies
Trees whisperings
Birds hummings
Dark shadows dancing
Dread filled my heavy hearts
With a fear gripped heart
I still trodded on the lone road
Son walk boldly on this lone road
Fain hearts never won any victory
Keep moving son
A voice I heard
I turned around to see where the voice was coming...no sight to behold
Still surrounded by trees with unfriendly faces
And a raged cloud ready to unleash it's torrents
The dread now got to the marrow
The voice resounded again.
This time it was deafening
Son you only need a pebble of courage walking down this lone road
A rage of anger engulfed me
I retorted back who are you?
And the voice kept saying
You only need the pebble of courage to keep moving
You need to be a valour at heart
Then I asked..who are you again
The voice retorted...son my identity matters not
Just keep moving
Then where is the pebble of courage-with anger I asked
Oh son the pebble of courage is in thy heart
It all you need to thread on this lone road
The voice kept on
You will meet the enchanting seductress
But nay! trust her not she is just on thy way to destruct you
You will meet the devil disguised in a saint who would cross all thy path
But Nay! Son trust him not
Seek no help, neither trust anyone on thy journey
Just keep moving and remember you only need
A pebble of courage to travel this lone dark road
And the pebble of courage is in thy hearts...
Years back I look on
And I know that lone loud voice
Was right
It only a pebble of courage
You need to travel
On this lone road
Mariah Ali
05/12/2016
A pebble of courage. Nice work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Indeed forces of the mind can be brought to bear on forces of fate while one in entangled in sinister shadows. A well crafted and elegantly composed poem. Thanks for sharing Mariah.