I swam <br />in ocean of difficulties <br />infested by the heartless <br />sharks of hate <br />and repugnant reptiles <br />of social norms <br /> <br />The mountainous waves <br />of taunts chided me <br />the twirling <br />twisters of taboo <br />threatened me <br />The undersea <br />volcano of criticism <br />gnawed my very soul <br /> <br />But, <br />I steadied <br />my wavering ship of will <br />The sun of hope <br />was beckoning <br />me at horizon <br />Gasping, <br />I, clasped <br />the reflected sunrays <br />with both hands <br />like a summer-dried fountain <br />awaits those raindrops <br />just to remain afloat, <br />I burnt <br />my last dropp of <br />blood to <br />keep my body engine breathing. <br /> <br />At last, <br />the stubborn <br />fate succumbed <br />and genuflected <br />to my immobile will <br />Ah, I reached <br />the shore of love <br />the divine love <br /> <br />Anjali <br />04-08-2009<br /><br />ANJALI SINHA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-shore-of-love/
