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i wish to climb the mountain before i lose the spark
i pray to be my best till i reach the mark
i want to glide the endless sky flying like the lark
i know my dreams are mine they belong to no one else
they flow in my blood,my body,my brain cells
they in me,a part of me in them,dwells
raising a ruckous like a thousand chattering gazelles
on and on through day and nite they go non stop
and on and on they spin my mind like a toy top
mushrooming within me a galaxy of wishful thoughts
and i slave my body to reach my soul's sacred spot
i know one day i will get what i strive for
but i want the lust to continue till i reach that far
i pray the hunger lasts till i heal my scar
i want to taste the sweetness of success before it turns sour
1 comment:
Amen.
"i pray to be my best till i reach the mark" -- don't! pray that you can be your best forever. coz not being the best of you once you've reached your target, takes you downhill, and you'll hate every inch of it.
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