Ajay Sharma, 46, is a lawyer by profession who studied English Literature in college. He loves to read and dabbles with writing poetry as well as prose. An avid biker, Ajay likes to explore the world with a few close friends.
Please enjoy his winning entry in OWAQ’16, A Lonely Journey of Hope.
Smile, they said
And smile I did
For they are the ones
Who wished me well
Who did care
And to share!!
How I do long for the dark night
When I tire from the daily fight
Of living this dull insipid life
No meaning I find therein, only strife
Why must one live as others expect
Is being oneself oh, just a sorry defect?
When the head grows weary and the brow gets furrowed
Peace one does seek, and life seems to be just borrowed..
When people don’t care to understand you
But are quick, ever ready to condemn you
You seem undeserving of a single chance
And every eye looks at you askance..
When every finger is but so easily pointed
Oh can one help but feel so disappointed..
When whispers and rumors are paid easy heed
What chance does one have, ones heart does just bleed..
As one struggles on, finding no respite
In one small corner of the heart, u hold that candle bright
When all else says : drop on your knees, let go
That constant light, the hope, says: I’m here , don’t let go!
So you shrug off the pain, the dust of the day
And pick yourself up, chin up, and get on your way..
#1 Optimistic and has flow to it, which is nice. A good attempt to reflect on one’s miseries, struggles and the will to rise up again.
#2 Simple tone, but engaging throughout. Good use of imagery. Quite a lovely feel of the old poetry.
#3 Nice expression – “life just seems to be borrowed”. The poetry is pleasing, but doesn’t excite much.