The Anchors Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
The Anchors
How I pride myself
For being self-reliant
Standing on my own
Head held high, alone, confident!
How time and again
I am made aware
Of the little strings
That hold me erect!
One loose string and I totter
One broken string and I tilt
I lean on those
That lean on me
Little by little, the strings give way
Little by little, my strength ebbs away
Until at last all strings break
To let my spirit fly away
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7/28/2025 3:11:45 AM # 1.0.0
A beautiful poem dear Ruta! Thanks for sharing......10++++
Thank you, Dillip! Happy to receive your comments! Stay blessed!