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Wednesday, August 24, 2016

The Day I Found Myself... (My First Half Marathon)


Standing on the starting line, I couldn't breathe...
I was nervous and excited, all at the same time.
Scared to death, but I knew FAITH is all I need...
And then the whistle blew and every thought became sublime.

My legs were moving, but my heart was still...
Everyone was running in a rhythmic pace.
The weather was humid, but my soul could feel the chill...
Anxiety was brimming my body, but I had a smile on my face.

I was lost in my thoughts, when I stumbled on a stone...
Pain struck hard, making me come back to reality.
My mind was giving up, but my heart had a strength unknown...
With every step henceforth, I was getting more and more clarity.

Almost half the distance covered, when I started struggling...
Looking at the elevation ahead, my heart sank.
Can I really do it, my mind started juggling...
Boosting my spirits, I ditched my fears in the tank.

I can do it, I constantly repeated in my head...
There is no giving up, no looking back.
I owe it to my mentor and all the sweat that I had shed...
I am my own competition, I don't fit in the pack.

I was slathered in mixed emotions, when the finish line was in sight...
Unleashing my willpower, unfolding a new chapter of my life.
I was in terrible physical pain but my aura was so bright...
I had found myself, ending the internal strife.

--Sneha Suyal

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