Out in the world, ruthless as hell,
Beaten and battered on and on,
I thank my parents the most,
For teaching me how to thrive.

In a bloody soup of all problems,
I’ve learned to stay afloat,
Under all sorts of crisis,
I’ve cried, yet never gave up.

Besides this world filled with hate,
Love, in the purest form, exists,
And I shall make my momma proud,
For she made me who I am.

It matters not what shall come,
How crazy life can get,
I’m my daddy’s little warrior,
I’m the ruler of my destiny.

NaPoWriMo Day 5

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31 thoughts on “Invictus

      1. “I’m the master of my fate, I’m the captain of my soul” .. wow so so so good! Thanks a lot Shreya, that is an awesome poem! Saving it!

      1. I just read it and I know why its your favourite.
        The last two lines just change the whole aura of the poem. Its so so good!! Thanks for sharing!

  1. “Out of the night that covers me
    Black as the pit from pole to pole,
    I thank whatever gods may be
    For my unconquerable soul.

    In the fell clutch of circumstance,
    I have not winced nor cried aloud.
    Under the bludgeonings of chance
    My head is bloody, but unbowed.

    Beyond this place of wrath and tears
    Looms but the Horror of the shade,
    And yet the menace of the years
    Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

    It matters not how strait the gate,
    How charged with punishments the scroll,
    I am the master of my fate:
    I am the captain of my soul.”

    As the Poem Invictus Instructs
    Inspiring Mandela in His 30 Year
    Prison Forgiving Those in Mastery
    of Self And Shadows of the Past

    Who Held

    Him in a
    Small Cell

    For that Long

    For It’s True Now

    Is All that Exists

    if We Conquer Now
    iN LiGHT All DarK is Past

    No Reason Yet Now Not to Forgive

    Moving Away From Hate and Live

    In Pure Love Now To Give and

    Share Free Seeing LiGHT Come

    From DarK in Forgiveness Even More

    For WHere there is No Forgiveness THere

    Is No Love Only Past And Resentment Hate Living THere

    Shall i Believe in Any God Or Man as Love Failing the
    Test to Forgive

    For Any

    Period Now

    or Forever more

    to Punish Others NO

    If Nelson Mandela Will

    Do It Surely God And Even

    Jesus as Story is Capable of

    RiSinG Higher In Love Than

    Any Punishment of Hell Forever

    For It is True Those Who Go to Hell
    On Earth as i Surely Visited for 66 Months
    With the Worst Pain Known to Humankind assessed
    As Worse Than Real Crucifixion From Wake to Sleep

    That Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia No Drug Would Touch

    i Shall Wear the Crown of the Devil And Spit on Hate And Fear
    With LoVE RiSinG ForevernoW iN Forgiveness Ever More Now For Real


    Ones Who Have

    Seen Real Horns

    Will Never Send Anyone

    Back to Hell Where they come From For Real

    Nepal Origin of Hinduism and Birth Place of
    Buddha A Rich Heritage You Share for Sure

    With Tallest Everest Mountain in Himalaya Mountains to Shreya
    So Yes Stand Tall With Spirit of ‘Invictus’ More Dear FRiEnD NoW..:)

    1. No matter how many times I read it, this piece always gives me chills. It’s been stuck with me since my school days. It’s my literally favourite poem. Nothing beats this one for me.

  2. Beautifully written Shreya, each line reflects how much you are proud of your parents. While I was reading it, the first thought came to my mind was ,I wish my daughter feels the same one day. Tht day I will live carefree

  3. That day onwards I will live carefree as I will feel content of the fact that I have prepared my daughter for this dreadful world. Though parents worries never goes away .That contended feeling of your daughter being prepared for this world ,is many times greater then her achievements. This is definitely one of my personal goals thx for reminding me that.🤗.

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