Covered in the quilt of slumber Into the depth of somber idleness and fretting goes in vain Because working is the one with gain It takes either power or luck they say Deciding for a failure and his way Amidst the hope one could gather Future remains as unpredictable as weather It is … Continue reading Boundaries of Success
Man itself is a transient being against the time negligible and against the universe minuscule. Even so, we have dreams and a wish to fulfill them, perhaps that becomes the reason for this existence. Not to live but to thrive.
A mentality breach towards the wrong way is not a surprise these days. How to deal with it ? I wonder and this poem is probably the best answer I can come up with.
"what is that keeps the man going?" asks the rain falling at his feet. To this the man is a bit bewildered as to where should he begin from, so he ends up putting his thoughts in the form of poem.
Journey is something we all have to embark be it life's school's or our own version of success. How is that we accomplish it is what this poem is all about.