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The Battle Begins Again – A Poem about A Stressful Life

The battle begins again
Dark shadow turns to light
The creep of serenity knocking on fainted eyelids
Like a million drones, impulses, fizzling scattered breaks
The storm of night becomes the rage of day

I move, weighted, listless, paced, I plunder,
Track like the machinery of moment, of time,
Chronicled in motion, tick tock,
I walk, I stop, I walk,
Like a hamster on a wheel
Directioned, directionless
Fight the war of grind, of blind
To thy inner self

Quiet, sush you! No power
Speak and I will not listen
You the mighty, the heaven, the voice of an angel
Loudest in my mind, my heart, my soul,
I quash, stamp, decimate my self, my dear
And the pieces stab, like fire
Like angry veins, I see
I win, I lose, I win for now
Til rest, I must rest
My sleep, my night, my inside storm of quiet until
The battle begins again

–    The Battle Begins Again

About the Author: Dr Avnesh Ratnanesan

Dr Avi is a medical doctor with broad healthcare sector experience including hospitals, biotech, pharmaceuticals and the wellness industry. He is a leading expert who coaches and consults to senior executives, entrepreneurs, practitioners, organisations and governments.