#WritcoPoemChallenge
The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way.

The steps are here under your feet ,
Asking you to move one up,
So brace yourself as sailor on fleet ,
Embark, before the waves rise up.

The trumpet sounds of glorious days
Of upcoming years, beckon you,
Leap onto the bright sunny pathways,
Before the dark clouds engulf you.

Gone now are the moments of pain ,
Forsaken fears will not come by ,
The grey sphere may not pour rain,
If you spread your wings to fly high.







© Smita Bakshi