I rise

Life keeps throwing me stones and I keep finding the diamonds;

For in my bosom I nurture hope, my heart surges with optimism.

Be it a torrid tempest or a day that has been deluged

I still sail the rough seas, chart my own course to bridge any chasm.

Over the stony bridge I can spy the rainbow, guiding me to a haven that is safe;

I trust my instinct; follow through with my judgement in my wake.


Life keeps throwing me lemons and I keep making lemonade;

For I believe I am strong enough to overcome, I am tough.

Be it my bough all heavy & laden or my barren willow;

I trust myself; have faith in me to prevail and crest any trough.

I add the bold honey of conviction to the sourness of my efforts,

I cede to my natural inclination to plough on, trot on, and carry on.


Life keeps throwing me curveballs and I don’t even own a bat;

But what I lack for in implements, I make up for in fortitude.

Be it my life swathed in reams of depression or in stagnant frustration

I credit my intellect and I collect my wits; I ideate, I innovate.

I match my speed to the momentum of the ball; I reach out for it with bare hands

Even if it’s a miss, not a hit; my solace is that I tried. My attempt matters.


Life keeps erecting barricades and I have only just learnt to crawl;

But I try to see beyond that and to find footholds in the wall,

Be it a path strewn with pebbles or a smoother through fare

I abolish idleness and continue to ascend, to scale with care.

I behold the barrier not as an obstacle but as a test of ability

And up I go, one baby step at a time, I simply continue to climb.

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Quote credit –

“Life keeps throwing me stones.
And I keep finding the diamonds…”

Ana Claudia Antunes, A-Z of Happiness: Tips for Living and Breaking Through the Chain that Separates You from Getting That Dream Job






About Sonal Singh

I believe that life is a repertoire of anecdotes. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, the people we meet, our conversations with them; all make life a melange of tales. And, that is what I attempt to capture through my writing. My cooking is no different! It reflects my love for travel and my love for innovation. The kitchen is my happy place. So, even though by vocation I am a recruiter (www.rianplacements.com), by passion I am a writer, home chef and a hodophile.

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  1. I see you have found my diamonds….I just suggest next time you quote the original author, would you? Thanks/

    • Thanks Ana, for bringing this to my notice. Actually, the poem was written in response to a prompt shared by an online website. Hence, I had no idea that it wasn’t original. I have credited this to you now.

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