Monday, January 20, 2014

Dream

He was chasing his dream
He rowed against the stream
He rose, every time he fell down
Never showed feeling of frown   

The journey was worse
But he had no remorse
He walked all alone
Come on way any cyclone

But least he knew the truth
The dream he saw in his youth
Was never to be achieved
And he will be left to be grieved

Still he dared his Destiny
Was ready to face all agony
For he believed in his Dream
One day he will conquer the realm

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