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The Lone Ranger

Written by

Oais Rafi Halim

in

,
alone
Do you see struggling there in the distance?
Do you see a fall?
Do you see a falter, stop, and taking breaths down to a crawl?
Do you see a head going down, kneeling?
And then,
do you see it go up again, looking into the skies?
Do you see befuddlement, and a glimpse of submission?
But Wait!
Do you see determination? Do you see a goal?
Do you see a structure forming, and strengthening of a soul?
And then,
Do you see many things more? Things that try to weaken further?
Many obstacles that seem mightier and capable of murder?
And yet, there is still resilience to take it abreast!
Strength seems weakening, but the soul is still set to cope with the test!
This battle against destiny seems so bizarre.
Who knows; if one get’s through, will it be worthy of a memoir?
150107 Oais Halim
Image Credit: Hoeg@DeviantArt.com

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2 responses to “The Lone Ranger”

  1. Mohammed Latif Avatar
    Mohammed Latif

    [1/3/2015 9:17:40 AM] Abdul Latif Mohammed:

    Patience and Hope are entwined like a rope.
    stay on they in our lives, helping us to cope.

    With every passing moment, we learn something new.
    Every morning every valley flower is blessed with dew.

    Life is beautiful, feel it flow like a gurgling river.
    Feel it like the warm hands of a splendid giver.

    Listen awhile to the chirping of many little birds,
    Listen to the merry song of the returning herds.

    The uphill Climb will also make you reach high,
    closer to the birds flying in the star spangled Sky.

    Faith can endure and Hope will always live on.
    dwell they in us, from the day we were born.

    Do not despair, everything will turn out to be fine.
    Life lives through squally winds and bright Sunshine.

    With every Turning point, a new person we become.
    An experience for many, an opportunity for some.

    Like Autumn leaves, difficult times shall fade away.
    to be replaced with Greener ones one fine day.

    Find peace in a Prayer and leave to God the rest.
    The best of creators knows well what holds best.

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  2. Mohammed Latif Avatar
    Mohammed Latif

    We All have carved a niche; it’s dark shadow lit by a candle.
    It flickers, it gleams and sometimes it seems to dwindle away.
    The last night’s tempest may have left it weak and wrecked,
    but tomorrow’s rising Sun will prepare it for a new day.

    Through the day, the birds will scatter twigs and straw.
    The Bluebird’s nestlings will await an unlucky grasshopper.
    The Rhythm of fate must unfold upon the life’s ramp.
    Everyone’s flaunting their ‘Art’, none of them a ‘showstopper’.

    The zephyr will spread out its wings upon the wide horizon.
    The butterflies and bumblebees may fumble in their flight.
    Never carry ahead the shortcomings of the beautiful day,
    Never weep over the foibles of the darkest moonless night.

    When we stop in the middle of a long long lonely road,
    The Milestone is nowhere in sight, so look around again.
    While we have been too busy to reach the destination,
    missed may we have the lush meadows and the Winter rain.

    What keeps a cataract flowing, must keep Life flowing,
    What keeps the Sun rising, must keep the Wheel going.
    Neither can we control the cataract nor the rising sun.
    As long as we are in the rat race, we shall have to run.

    When the mind is fogged, when the heart feels the dredge,
    Talk to yourself and Listen what the wise Soul says.
    Oft our Capabilities exceed beyond our Imagination,
    It’s how we ponder about all this and find the ways.

    Excerpted from ‘The Sound of Silence’,
    a Poem Collection by Mohammed A. Latif

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