If you have been tagged or just stumbled to this page. I welcome you to my poetry section.
It’s the most noted section of my blog.
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Review :This particular poem is one of my most favorite & finest of creations. It’s written to inspire, encourage and amplify people’s belief in themselves. I hope the readers rekindle their passions & follow their heart towards their dreams.
I have faith! that once you’re done reading this aloud & repeatedly, ( not sermonizing!) a positive effect will bind you and we shall connect as a writer & a reader.Hopefully!, my message will get through and so will my expressions.
I hope on the day, september 23 of autumnal equinox, our mind and heart gets into a balance like day and night. We find the purpose of our lives and realize the self in our being.
It’s aimed to revive the skills & confidence of a person.
Dedication & Inspiration : This poem is inspired from the original screenplay of movie series ‘Rocky’ . It greatly draws motivation from the struggles, self-identification and self-belief of the character Rocky Balboa played by stalwart actor Sylvester Stallone.
Further, it draws inspiration from the title song‘ measure of a man’ sung by legend Sir Elton John. It aims to extrapolate and re-inforce the ideals & motif intended at the virtues of ‘being a man’ or ‘being yourself’. I hope this poem adds tribute to the respectable art work of the great actor/director and latter but no less, the king of melody.
Sir Elton John on piano
It is dedicated to all the people, artists, dancers, actors, singers,dreamers and everyone who has fond dreams to be someone .All those who are struggling to find their touch to inner self. All those who believe in living by being themselves.All those who have faced impeccable odds to overcome difficulties, yet hold the thought that one lives best by being himself.
song lyrics- Measure of a Man, Movie : Rocky V
At-last but for most, this poem is also a dedication to my Late. brother Vikesh Kumar. His life as an artist and as a pursuant of his dreams, is a great inspiration to me and people who knew him. I hope every person born with a divine spark, shall find ability to search his light within himself by being himself. I and vikesh were greatly inspired by the work of ‘rocky’ series and the song lyrics of ‘measure of a man’ .There have been endless discussions around it. This poem is my personal dedication to those discussions, moments and ideas. In those memory is this picture below, we both really loved it as a projection of the whole ‘being rocky’ idea 🙂
sylvester stallone as rocky
Late. Vikesh Kumar- Artist (Actor,dancer,choreographer, writer, dreamer)
If you wish to know more, Pay your peace and tribute at:
1. Vikesh Kumar, FB profile : https://www.facebook.com/indomitable.vikesh
2. Vikesh Kumar, FB community : https://www.facebook.com/pages/Vikesh-Kumar/330576050403639
Please don’t forget! – to read slow, read aloud,read repeatedly and acknowledge the punctuation well! .
it’s purposefully structured ,to bring the best with all above considerations.
Enjoy vocalizing the rhyme aloud ! 🙂
P.S. previous poem : ‘The Happy Birthday Song’ : Reading tags- celebration, greetings,wishes,birthday,everyone is special.
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2.WordPress : https://theoutofbusiness.com/2014/09/18/the-happy-birthday-song/
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Sink feet in sand, goes head deluge.
a broken heart, can no more lose.
a share of voices, pell-mell but god.
if fond took flight, but wings aren’t bright.
bonded to chains,of a thoughtful tomorrow.
bereaved by passions, devoured by notions.
sometimes a spark, kindles & delight.
sometimes breathing; in midnight silence,
i grow wings in the realize.
Angels of passion,rescue my dawn.
I touch a fire, & desires un-pawned.
churned & mustered, give strength to cope.
from brighter sun, to a dusk of hope.
in the solstice moon, i sit & surmise.
smile gauge upon aureole, a moonish charmise.
In hearts of heart, where no lovers reach.
In the gist of soul, a conscientious belief.
In the drift of mind, it’s one of a kind.
In the red hot blood, to ashes & mud.
I know, I realize, I act in now.
In silence of seconds, along shall i measure.
when world’s upon chaos, In technicolor shall savor.
to breathe in beyond- opinions, mirage & bereave.
the moments i am myself, just believe in me.
them moments get inserted, in life & people.
where truth rekindles,unshackle it levitates.
&wings turn bright, they flutter & re-create.
it’s so surreal, i surmise.
like moonish charm, so bright.
Delighted & en-lighted, i hover on sand.
engulf-ed in belief & gloved in identity.
nothing fits so well, when i wore myself.
just believe in moments, when i turn myself.
By: Vishu Mishra
First draft: 23-09-2014
I Am Myself