My Life; My Destiny

We are of no club 
In the race of destiny
There may be team work 
To avoid setback filming to drub
Trials and luck making lot of agony
Despite the unrelenting years of paperwork

To me school is cool
Inspiring the closed mind
How dreams can mingle well
With possibility using the learnt tool
Or any adopted means to safely grind
Problems flaming to drag efforts to hell

Tell Your Heart To Beat Again
Never rope fate on scope and tease
Tell Your Heart To Beat Again
Every cloudy sky once shine so sunny 
Tell Your Heart To Beat Again
Fasting thoughts triggers end into pain
Tell Your Heart To Beat Again
May be it was all wrong about money

Victory fades so soon 
If not a well deserved one
That beats the best of trials
That could use the coming fortune
Play safely on success road full of fun
Graded to burn down into ashes all denials

To every winner is a merit
Badged abreast the gut of honor
Of course without pride amidst match 
Truly none: out of all is worthy to inherit
As well, none should come what may be dishonor 
Because life has got everyone on different batch 

Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface
Remember childhood race in the rain
Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface
Then it was quite open; not all for a gain
Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface
Yet we push one another to make merry
Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface
Upon all, few could mutter the word sorry

So on the road of fulfilment
There is necessarily people of such
Running for fun, merry and not the gold
But watch not closely the lane's enticement
For that may hand you over to frenzy so much
And let go of focus letting thou be really bold 

Never take advantage 
Of them who lacks exposition
May be fate has that to bless you
Which had them a many vantage
Who could have managed arid ambition
Making them to struggle really hard in blue

Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane
May be to sharpen the genuine light
Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane
May be its dim shinning ray has lasted enough
Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane
May be it is high time to start living right
Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane
Aren't you tired behind truth crying really tough

Destiny is worth every pain
You feel at heart driving on train
To the fulfilling destination
Fate has probably designed as aspiration

The train of my heart is the main
Not Abel's loophole that shapes cain
I am ing sorry to have such belief
For I would never wonder on what to relief

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