Yesterday Today Tomorrow

By Divya Viswanath Manoj

Gazing at the sharp silver hint spluttering in between the  hovering dark cloud.

my mind thinks aloud…

…of Bittersweet childhood days and immaculate dreams.

Of Yesterday,

Where amidst the wonderful and fun filled growing years,

There were fair share of buried insecurities and traumatic fears.

Before me,at times would emerge,

The colossal,tidal whirlpool of tears.

My life if I may say, 

Has gifted me echoing sound of accomplishment and applause,

Has along side bestowed upon me,

The haunting void of prolonged halts and pause.

In all this of course my closest relatives were failure and silence,

But I must fondly remember my dearest friends,love and reliance.

I back up, and I see,

Some near and yet far untouched destination.

The piercing pain of anger and suppressed aggression.

As I feel the  pinch of my fading youth,

I fiercely regret holding back many a truth.

Of Today,

That  has slipped like sand from my palm.

I heavily sigh brooding,loosing my cool and calm,

Opportunities that I so frivolously and callously lost

Few that might have gained really,at what cost?

Of Tomorrow,

That has vowed to gracefully tumble,

Pocket full of myriad dreams with sparkle and rumble.

This is surely a sprinkle of vibrant ray of hope.

And miles to tread with,numerous challenges to cope.

I strongly wish this is just not a phase or a stint.

Having a purpose is a life long marathon,

and not simply a flit.

Because the optimism that,it brings,

Wave of positivity that, it rings,Is a sure shot keeper.

I need to soar yo break the glass ceiling  and can’t be a  sleeper.

I experience the galloping adrenalin,I forge ahead,

Enough of being laid back and feeling dead.

The dark cloud has scattered,

Displaying the vivid blue tinted sky

I can almost hold it,such is the high.

As I smell the mud of the new terrain,

I do feel sprightly all over again.

I need to shine through the hollow pitch dark.

It’s time, I ignite the long lost spark.

I embark on this journey,keeping the morning torch burning bright,

Yet I shall embrace and take with me my previous  shallow night.

I want to grow,I want to glow with integrity.

With a trail of  work behind me and as a  product of some serendipity.

Let me beam in my own light and radiate love, 

Let me shimmer with pride and rise above.

By Divya Viswanath Manoj