Pursuit of Life
brutal will be the blow of fate
cruel will be this place
but remember one thing mate
don't you ever break!
labor will contuse you rough
situations tough!
joy hanging by a thread
but you don't be afraid
high spirits shake so wild
as if the juice of lime
and you 'll feel low
believe me it's no crime!
tested in this world so sly
but you'll always have to fly high
time,escaping may seem perfect plan
but we,humans are not born of that clan
we are stronger and majestic
The pursuit of life-'an aim' and 'a dream'
never let these two die grim
no history!
if our fathers laze ,die in mystery
each great soul
their perseverance, their courage
their insatiable passion to shine
in the pages of history
if an apple's fall,changed the physics for all
if stepping on moon, opened the cosmos
if serendipity concieved the 'wonder drug'
if insight crafted millions of libraries
if no brutal blow,no cruel fate
could stop them from engraving their name
then why govern you in different way?
blessed you are
with a beautiful mind
with beating heart
worthy hands to write
so fill your dreams
make your own fate!
dye the pages of present
with your presence
let every soul and every other to come
chant you in praises
for giving mankind 'the gift'
so let the brutal fate change its lane
unbowed ! unafraid! you stand
no matter how bleak the things seem
but always be a future
if you let your present to live!
ignite my friend the flames inside you
finish whatever the 'youth self' dreamt for you
the clock is ticking fast,slipping the sand of time
no time to stand and lament
when there is so much to do!
the pursuit of life-'an aim' and 'a dream'
never let these gems die grim!
Copyright © Nitika Singh | Year Posted 2017
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