Hridhima Tyagi, Class IX B
The fire in my hand started to flicker,
And I, terrified, watched the trees whisper.
The wind howled, and took away the last of my light,
And I was left alone with the world’s darkest night.
I shivered with fright and the cold,
I didn’t have a single hand to hold.
The trees seemed enormous, the wind seemed scary,
The grass was damp, the night was eerie.
I had promised someone, and couldn’t go back,
The will in me had started to crack.
But despite the struggle, I carried on,
Hoping that after some time, the fear will be gone.
Toughest leads to loveliest?
Oh! I didn’t believe a word,
I thought it was rubbish,
It was all absurd.
The path was covered with ferns and thorns,
And though very carefully I paced,
A thorn in the bush pierced my foot,
And it left me standing in a daze.
The blood oozed out and I shrieked and yelped,
I shouted into the night for help,
Though knowing there’s no one I cried with pain,
And as if on cue it started to rain.
Nothing could have gone worse than that,
And I, I struggled to walk.
My inside was paining, my outside was drenched,
I trod on the wet grass and rocks.
Toughest leads to loveliest?
Oh! I didn’t believe a word,
I thought it was rubbish,
It was all absurd.
I was still walking,
God knows for how long,
When I saw the woods end,
And I burst happily into a song.
The last few metres brought a whoosh of energy,
Despite my pain I ran very quickly,
I reached the end of the woods and saw,
The sight that met my eyes left me in awe.
The rising sun behind the snow,
The peaks submerged in the lashing seas,
The waterfall as fresh as the sky,
The birds chirping on the greenest trees.
Toughest leads to loveliest?
Oh, it was not wrong,
Working hard always pays off,
Just keep your will strong….
