Failure is a precursor to preeminence. Learn from mistakes and take the crown.

|
Imagination wears the crown.

|
Humility is the crown worn by the noblest souls. -Aloo Denish Obiero

|
"The crown sets heavy on rulers, just or unjust, with the weight of surviving doing what they must." from "The Crown" by Max Burchett

|
Know your mistakes.
Know your duties.
Adopt the technology.
Stick to origin.
Walk thru the crowd entangled n misdirected.... Observe n learn.
Treasure indomitable will.
Do things right.
Upon your win, every single wound will smile.

|
"Despite all good qualities a gentle, sensitive, intuitive Deer isn't the King. Yet Lion, the violent beast proudly wears the crown! Because it has the courage to show up unconcealed, it is an intelligent strategist, a leader and protector."

|
You'll be rewarded for your fortitude with a gladness well-earned, not by the ways of deceitfulness. Put God and your honesty first and you will earn the crown of glory.

|
You'll be rewarded for your fortitude and endurance with a gladness well-earned, not by the ways of deceitfulness. Put God and honest work first, and you will earn the crown of eternal glory.

|
Despite all good qualities a gentle, sensitive, intuitive Deer isn't the King.
Yet Lion, the violent beast proudly wears the crown!
Because it has the courage to show up unconcealed, it is an intelligent strategist, a leader and protector.

|
Only men of depth will conceal their real worth in the crowd, They are not given to publicity, they are more concerned for the weighty matters of Life than to put up a drama in a fading world. but those who are empty are too concern for public attention, acceptance and adulation. they expose too much but are generally empty within.

|
am I a temprorary victim of fate or addiction or circumstance?
what would you say?
what should I split up?
I cant balance a unicycle
but am so close to the streets
that I can taste them.
I can talk to the crows' kids
but we all cant feed them?
I see where the deers sleep
why can't I sleep there?
I miss you too, mom
back to screaming,
ho hum

|
to the snakes in the grass, slithering foolhardy, onto connie's cache of poems dare you to plagiarize, take the crown jewels, and then hiss.

|
The crown of a man is his freedom, and the jewels are his achievements

|
Trust One or Two for Help Dont be fooled by the Crowd around you

|
It never matters about the crowd one has, but the influence one can get from an individual in making their life better.

|