Blessing of knowledge,
Blessing of power.
Both are commodities.
We want to devour!
Sometimes it's a must,
Sometimes its faith,
Sometimes a real waste.
Can't reach the destination?
Stop throwing stones at every barking dog.
You are someone,
Who's going to win at any cost.
Obstacles are meant to be,
Success is unreachable,
if you are dead to thee.
Fortune to success?
Highly Misconceptional!
Fortune is something incredibly exceptional.
Not always goes as planned,
Not always as u want.
Its beyond you,
You have to break the record!
Exceeding your limits?
A pleasurable case.
Making it a habit?
A charmful grace.
At the culmination,
I would like to proceed.
Starvation of power,
Is meant to be "keen on" indeed.
- Author: Symphonically_Amazed ( Offline)
- Published: January 14th, 2023 02:06
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 47
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