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Preceding Travails
SC (30th January / India)

Preceding Travails

Trials mine, tribulations personal
and umpteen delusions extreme

With path trudged in solitude
how another can dream my dream

Sealed my lips, not once cringed
accepted all what got dished

Most of it was as expected
some contrarily could've wished

Joys and grief are private
contended in different strides

While some ride and others ebb
akin a rhythmic cycle of tides

I stop to ponder many a times
what I seek in my quest to find

Future is where I am headed
dead past must leave behind

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I enjoyed the cadence and message of this poem.