You seemed to be in hurry for getting a success
You wanted to get happiness right now, but failure seized your mind and made it unable to access.
Now, you are in despair away from your dream
Once you were thinking about it to fulfill, but darkness grabbed every streak of coming light beam.
Now, You are trying to find a single streak of light
Once all the light were falling on you, that used to make you incredible, shining and bright.
Now, you feel darkness is inseparable part of yours
Once, you never saw this happening, but now you can’t buy glow from any closed happiness stores.
Now, your mind is under a feeling of huge frustration
Once, you imagined yourself on ride of success, but remember, it’s not your destiny but result of your action.
Time changes and one day you will have everything what you desired
Just never give up and believe in you, you will climb through ladder of success and make the world inspired. Keen verses on Failure Sensitive Fight Against Darkness Poems Gracious thoughts on Light Of Hope
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