I WILL, MY WILL

The sun’s very first rays of the morning

Reflects the fact that the darkness is gradually subsiding

Subsiding from our life, mitigating from our heart

Contentment gets an opportunity to become our part.

When clouds shower rains post the thick gloomy skies

It’s not just to pacify the soul but also to shield the drops of cries

But have we ever thought what if someday, the sun didn’t rise

Will it lead our contentment, our smiles to a sudden demise??

Why do we need the shelter of the rain drops to hide our tears?

Can’t we cry out loud to the world about our worst fears?

When will our own willingness sound more significant to the mind?

If prioritized from the rest, it would be a mental vigor hard to find.

For enlightenment, I may not now need the morning sunshine

The bright rays emerging within should be just about fine

External factors shall no more be decisive

Unless this incorrigible heart gives a strong affirmative

I need to completely nullify the aberration now

My firm determination shall make them all bow

This is my life, my tears, my sorrow and my delight

Repercussions arising from my will shall be my own plight

I WILL solely decide the course of action towards my ambition

And MY WILL would help me to reach that dream destination