poem by alok mishra love poetry

 

My ambition, perhaps, was a little late
and I might accept it, unwillingly,
as my unfortunate fate.

As I walk into the ocean of the infinite,
I realise it will be (and has to be)
an eternal fight (to death).

A sudden day, I’ll fall – have no surmise.
But look into my eyes and remember
that my fall will see you rise!

 

by alok mishra