Matter of choice

Coming from the critics of family and friends
He decided to jump in the artificial unending trench
This will give me peace at least he thought
No regrets to suffer for I would have fought

The game is easy but it is hard to end up winning
the chances are low to high, volatile and fluctuating
How they play so easy and win most of the times
May be we are biased to see ‘winners only’ at times

Concentrated and armed he jumped into the hell
Friends and competitors wishing false good wells
The game begins with a whistle from the almighty coach
a combat of two hours for the happiness he sought

Winning few points in a while, uneasy and sweating
like crazy seagulls on a red dawn for fish feasting
Losing all his strength not hope he sat down
May be we are not made for this, worried thoughts frowned

But my heart is still breathing and alive he thought
Game will not be over till I give up trying he knows
he got up, relished and hopeful for the final eve
Something just turned around by that blissful, living spree!

Thanking his body and mind for cooperating so best
He celebrated his victory, a soul searching quest
At last I know, winning is everything, he rejoiced
Actually WHAT you want, not HOW, is a matter of choice

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About mohitvalecha

Mohit is an optimistic day-dreamer and romancer who gave up his 11 year old software profession experience to build his dream in Creative Writing. He writes blogs, articles, reviews, children stories, fiction and non-fiction spirituality books to promote reading and provide a meaning to people’s lives. If he is not reading or writing, you would find him making mock, cock and all other kinds of tails or playing with his charming son Krishna. His life is a love triangle with three corners being Devi, Krishna and his Guru, Sirshree. Mohit’s passion is Meditation, Heal and Help people and play “Bhi ta!” (Another form of Hide-&-Seek) with Krishna.
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