The Neveryeilding Dreamer

By Yuvan Deb

In this uncanny night, a howl seemed to screech,

Where an ambition seemed to be born.

“I shall return,” said he with a glint,

“After the dreams are all attained

And my spirit is again found.”

There lit a fire ablaze in his heart,

Dazzling with a twilight brighter than the moon,

Vanquishing the eclipse of differences.

Resonance clasped with thunder in his voice,

“I will stand bold and victorious.” He declared,

With a poised gleam in his eyes.

A trove he seemed to unveil,

Of courage that never seemed to dim.

Dreams hitherto forgotten, again rose in his heart

He inscribed his tomorrow in core of a rock

Like an inscription carved by chisel a nail

He rose to wreck his woes,

Curled and whirled,

But never did he bow,

Like an unyielding slash of a clamorous sword,

He strode and strived hard

Until he forged his dreams in his world anew.

By Yuvan Deb