My Battle

My heart flutters,
An army of foes march upon me.
I grip my sword, hold my breath ... I'm to free my doom.
I lift my head & hold it high for if I must die,
Then I shall with dignity.

I meet my foes strong and mighty
Built of my imaginations and aspirations.
I fend off blows, I hold my ground ...
I try to stand tall & strong
To win and win over them
And to dispel the gloom.

What's this ?
My strength is loosened
My hopes are fading
But my foes march on.
My life stands on the edge of the sword.

But wait !
The demons – I'll turn you away
And let my dreams blossom.

Behold !
I will win the battles
With my pen and books.

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Vakul Mohanty
2nd Year,
FIIT JEE Junior College
Hyderabad
19th Mrach 2008

Vakul is my son. He is currently(2008) a 1st year student
at BITS Pilani, Hyderabad Campus.