Sometimes, we begin to give up when we are almost through the journey. I think the extra mile that is yet to be covered actually defines us who we are.

In the midst of tribulations,

Cringing with trepidations,

I am all bleak and gloom,

With no signs of a decent bloom.

Intimidating is the tortuous path,

I willfully embarked upon,

With no signs of destination,

I am lost in the jungles of pursuit.

Yet, I will march ahead,

Not wary of the consequences,

With only the terminus in sight,

I will try with all might.

Irrespective of the times I go astray,

I will rise higher and brighter,

Working on my shortcomings,

I will emerge resilient.

I embarked on the journey,

To sail through even in plight,

So as to eventually ignite,

That day of the light! ❤