The best is yet to come


Cursed in the middle of life.
Darkened by the absence of light.
Depressed by the fall of a fruitful tree.
Receiving problem from life without fee.
Moving in the unknown path.
In search of a new path.
May be the chance is not much.
But the best is yet to come.

During of midst of good and bad.
Thought whether life has made me mad.
Shivered from the sudden demise of hope.
I am finding the cape of good hope.
Life is never problem free.
Wondered is life is a problem for me?
Finding solution which is some.
As the best is yet to come.

Haunted memoirs often come in my dream.
Burning those memoirs with my new dream.
Loving the problems is my new hobby.
As I do love my hobby.
Life has no meaning without problems.
Attitude is to tackle the problem.
Although one may not always succeed.
Try and take risk in order to proceed.
Life gave many startling situations.
Paved me to take startling decisions.
Left in an uncertain and sudden void.
I cried a lot with inner voice.
Body shivered and heart crippled.
I was left with nothing settled.
Accepted the tragedy with stone-hearted heart.
As I have to start from scratch first.
Sooner or later I will stand and come.
As the best is yet to come.
The best is yet to come.

– Ashish Kumar

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THE TREE ULTIMATELY FELL


A building which was made by immense struggle and effort.
That collapsed due to a sudden storm.
Collecting the pieces of the collapsed structure.
I lost my own mind and the body structure.
The language and gesture all went in vain.
A sudden surprise, I was left in pain.
I didn’t cried but tears fell.
The tree I planted ultimately fell.

Residing in the narrow passage of my heart, there was a hope.
Searching for the way to convert that hope into a scope.
Loads of loads of trouble were in the queue.
Not aware whether this was a never ending queue.
The journey which I started from the bottom of my heart.
That came in an end which left my heart with  loads of hurt.
I enjoyed that moment a lot.
As I have to build another plot.
The plot with more immune capacity.
That is capable of holding any tragedy.
Hoping to get all is well.
I didn’t cried but tears fell.
Because…
The tree I planted ultimately fell.

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–  Ashish Kumar