Stairs

Koshish

Stairs so long that I can't see the end.

I keep on climbing, even though I am tired.

I climb, climb, and climb

to reach the end of it.

 

I slip as I walk and fall down.

I fall down so hard that I am about to die,

But death is not there. I scream, I scream in agony

To no avail, for there are no ears to hear me.

 

There are no eyes to judge me,

No mouths that speak of my name.

So, I stand up and climb the stairs

Which are meant for me to climb.

 

I can't hire a man to climb it.

I can't call for a crowd to cheer for me.

I wish I could grow a pair of wings to fly to the top,

But I can't, I can't. I keep telling myself.

 

As I climb the stairs, sometimes it goes down the hill,

Sometimes it goes vertically so much so that I see the sky.

Rarely it is plain as the green grassland.

Days and nights pass by but I keep on climbing.

 

Sometime when I don't see the end I ask myself,

Why should I climb higher for I am already high enough?

But a part of me tells me to keep going 

So I move on with the thought of no return.

 

A lonely road ahead awaits me, 

Yet I know at the end of the road

A crowd is waiting for me with bright smiles.

Thinking about those smiles I keep on moving.

 

During my climb I saw many faces,

Many hands that grabbed me and held me.

I am over here climbing these stairs 

But I know I lay in people's hearts.

 

On my way to the top I got fame and name,

With my pockets full of gold and silver.

I filled my pockets to the brim 

Carrying a box full of jewels and gold.

 

As I kept on climbing, I realized that 

I have gained a lot of mass.

Mass that was heavier than me,

Heavier than the humanity that I possessed.

 

It made me harder to climb, to climb the stairs 

So, I let go of the mass that slowed me

And I started to climb. What changed, I don't know,

But I started to enjoy, enjoy the journey.

 

A journey filled with struggle, hope, and love,

A journey that I crossed with my sweat and blood,

A journey in which I didn't let my demons cross,

A journey which taught me that I never lost.

  • Author: Vast as the ocean (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 7th, 2024 02:35
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