Gripped by fear, guarded by a ray of hope,
You navigate aimlessly across the globe.
With bare feet, shackled to the ground,
With shaking hands, rising to the clouds.

The roaring storm whispers in the ear.
“Serenity is yet to come.” is all you hear.
Rubbing the eyes in the blurred vision,
Yet nothing to glance at the horizon

With every step smeared with sorrow,
With every breath coated in honour,
Your heart embraces the rinsing rain,
Voluntarily, cleansing it all out and in.

All the heavy steps were picked and left behind,
All the burning breaths, taken for humankind,
Illuminate the path for the successors,
Open the door to the light seekers.

The road to Serenity gets smoother.
The map to tranquility gets brighter.
Neither vehicles nor tools are needed,
All you need is in there, well-seated.

Floating above all, meeting the horizons,
You’ll steadily elevate above all barriers.
No shackles, no fears, no blurred visions,
Dare to hold back serenity and beyond.

Poem Description

This poem figuratively sheds light on the challenges confronted by individuals and their negative impact on them. Yet, every cloud has a silver lining. Therefore, no matter how things get complicated, either professionally or personally, serenity will eventually prevail due to exerting efforts consistently. Hence, professional and personal goals are achieved. Furthermore, role models are presented to all.