The Braveheart - Visitor's Poem

by Nitika Bharti
(New Delhi, Delhi, India)

Faced yet another manic day
Wishing to keep it at bay.
Again the eyes were moist,
As he was not comfortably poised.
But the braveheart moved on......

The first half of the day, peaceful to the brim,
But in the second half he could not swim.
The same unmindful affliction
Dawned upon him & drove him to neglection.
But the braveheart had to move on......

Better be devoid of what one deserves,
Than to possess what one doesn't.
And that's what causing the burns
Still he bore the mordant.
And the braveheart moved on........

While struggling in life's ambiguity,
'Shelley' gave the sign of positivity.
"If winter comes can spring be far behind"
And the streaks of hope shone bright.
So the braveheart had something to move on......

"Coleridge's" display of ambivalence
However drowned the hopes of balance.
And He akin the mariners,
Was lost in the trailers.
So where is now the braveheart to move on?

Frantic searches were made,
In every nook without a fail.
But He was not to be found,
As He was not treated on common grounds.
The braveheart is still anonymous......

Soon the furore died
Without a mourning of His might
But to whom He was precious,
Was searching even the vicious.
And the search goes on.........