Decision

Meek and weak in front of my soul,

stood that something which had put me on hold,

Oh how i wanted to shun it away,

Oh how i struggled to get my way,

I was heading to a way untold,

Haulted steps, nothing to hold,

Hurt and hurting, limping and stumbling,

Lost and confused, moaning and grumbling,

I gave up my hope, felt i would die,

no glimpse of air, no space to fly!

Hah ! just then , from somewhere deep within,

A spark of strength , said - 'Get up, Stand up, go ahead and win !'

I held the strong chains, broke them apart !!!

Cling by cling, i freed my heart,

To breathe in the air of freedom's esteem,

I took a decision to follow my dream।

Meek and weak in front of my soul,

stood that something which had put me on hold !