The Last Move

The unpredictable life, its overwhelming happiness, sorrowful times or the unacceptable challenges try to either uplift my self-esteem or demolish it completely. But I, cheer myself up, motivate the set   of nerves on the top of my head, clear my way through the accumulative obstacles and find myself in a peaceful ambiance.
 As I am now, standing just beside obstacles, am effortlessly trying not to let those overpower me. The left over is me, truly me, unaware regarding everyone and everything, free of all anxiety and fear but tangled in the turmoil of choices. Will my choice lead to accomplishment or will it be my last move?
Thereby, I frequently find myself in a dilemma. Probably, feeling like a little fragment in this universe, I am trying to be satisfied of what I am, or what I have never been.
I should have known, only I am the one who can rebuild things and now, there's nothing like fear within me. This fear is responsible for bringing home confusions and it stroke me into this bewilderment.
On this day of August, I am working to construct my aura and am looking for self-realization.
Today I might be a stranger to even myself but surely I'll behold myself as a totally different person. I can justify this because from now on, I will start digging the secrets within me and these may seem rare to even me.

The Immortal Challenges.

All the cherished memories are deceptive,
earning the lost power is certainly the most challenging thing,
but now I feel proactive,
of what life will now bring.

Faith gets deliberately demolished,
the residue is not worth to consider,
soon the dark clouds will abolish,
making the consequences more bitter.

The empty spaces between letters will always exist,
trying to demolish them is my motive,
the only alternative to escape is to resist,
and it gradually will enable me to forgive.