The Time has come Why is the world so two-timing? Not letting me remain thriving Every time I accelerate to rise A few gaze at me with willy eyes They worship me to get things done Their sycophancy is like a bullet from a gun Its intention is to wrench me down And exult as they do with a clown Agony and serenity has brought so many tears Which I spend while mourning all these years Life’s destitution taught me a few lessons Its fare to fight with the world for all the right reasons I was born with a huge bag of treasure Which had my dexterity and grit in large measure I Hold perseverance, my best companion Never I will tumble or sink into oblivion Now its time I proved my superlative strength My desperation and willingness at full-length When I have what it takes to touch the sky Why shouldn’t I venture out to fly high? -An inspirational poem written by a VITIAN ~rahul
Posted on: Mon, 10 Jun 2013 17:17:44 +0000
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