On these rough waves of pain and harsh storms of mock,
setting my life to sail, away from the pathetic dock.
crawling out of my zones of comfort,
chained and rusted at the anchor without any effort.
Destiny i designed for myself in my own word,
Chopping the waves, here I come, like a water bird.
At times high or low, embracing them with same grace,
Sailing like an expert, I will shine like a star worth a praise.
This post is written for Prompt of the Day, Prompt 18
Inspiring. :) Wish you all the success.
ReplyDeleteOh thank you Vinay. :)
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