Invictus

Here is a nice poem i read recently its called Invictus and wriiten by William Ernest Henley brought to you courtesy Nithyanandan

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.



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In the fell clutch of circumstance

         I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

         My head is bloody, but unbowed.



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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.





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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.

My First Blog

Ok Here I go...........

Finally i enter the world of blogs, been considering it for long but here goes..........

First one obviously so dunno what to write about......but will soon hit back with some thing interesting........

So till then..........signing off


Sandeep