a new year beckons, thus a scribble on treading onwards …





we have been hurt,

battered by time,

by fate,


we have been stung,

by harsh tongues wagging,


words,

            words,

                        hollow,

  meaningless,

                         harsh tirades borne, colder words, mere words,

            spoken,


meant to jab,

                       prod,

ceaseless,

                 until spirits are torn,

                 and,

                        broken …




… still,

           we endure,


    still,

           we hope,


for,

      we may be lashed against fates’ ropes,


    still,

           we endure,


we cling on,

                     to dreams,

                     and to shared hopes,


for,


we shall rise, staggering perhaps,


                but standing,

                never kneeling,


however painful,

                             sorrowful,


times may be,



for we shall stand,


if,

   if,


you are with each other,

offering each other,


that helpful, comforting hand … …