#WritcoPoemChallenge
Into the flames rising out of a setting sun,
I draw in a deep breath before I run...
Like Robert Frost I've miles to go before I sleep,
I can clearly see my destination like a distant ship.
It pumps life into my lungs to traverse the perilous way,
Neither despair nor anger nor impatience can make me sway.
I am the Phoenix to regain life from my ash,
I can make a heaven out of hell from the leftovers of your trash.
With simple living and high thinking I seek nobody's help,
I keep fighting my own battle with a lofty trust in myself.
Criticism and failure are two friends to keep me on my track,
I reflect on my past journey but never ever look back.
If we respect our values,ethics and culture, we'll never be bent,
With lofty ideals keep moving on my friends, till the fight is end.