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“I have achieved something that I never

Thought I could achieve”, a text from an old

Friend. How does one respond to that? Just how?


For some of us, every single moment,

Every single day, that we are still here,

Is an achievement. Not that we do not


Try. Look at that rope, looks ready, has

Been so for some time, willing to receive.

Look at that blade, it has been itching to


Do what it does best. But we are still here,

Standing, unsure, unready. Will it ever

Be that time? A time when achievements are

Past? Or should we continue to achieve?

Pramod Subbaraman is a Dentist and Poet from India who lives in Hull, England with his wife and son. His work has since been published in the UK and the USA. 

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