Life is a walk through the woods, where-
Destiny sends dacoits to rob your goods
From the rear and the front
Calamities plenty you have to confront
But
You panic not
As touch me not
You numb not
As if you are naught
Let not destiny scare, rather
Into its eyes you stare
From the skies will come Mercy
Stay calm and not become crazy
Fight with the sword of purpose
Defend with the shield of patience
Cover your heart n the sheet of silk
Place your feet into the path of thorns
You be bold
For your heart is gold
Anything which has a start
Has to have an end in sight
Your troubles which began on a day
Has to conclude on another day
Consume that beautiful mix
Of sweet love and bitter sacrifice
Life’s trials will then bow
Wonder not why or how
Your way out is the same path
You treaded so far in the past
You be bold
For your heart is gold
Ah! Give up not till the end
Success till kiss your cheeks
July 06 2010