When things dont work, n life becomes still,
Everything seems hazy and incomplete to you.
Its like climbing a hill which has no peak,
And like a lake that shows no reflection to view.
That's when you feel you're losing control,
And driving your life with hands tied up.
Even when you sit in a crowd of many,
Your eyes remain astray n mind is perturbed.
But does that mean that life has lost its quest,
Everything it offers is futile and not for the best.
Or is there still a glimmer of hope alive,
That can bring us in terms with life's each test.
When the chips are down,comes a guardian angel
As an opportunity or in the form of a person;
To invigorate the very purpose of life,
And derive positives from every inversion.
Life again regains it value n things seem germane,
Everything looks bucolic n there is nothing mundane.
You construe that lady luck has finally smiled on you,
And your future has tremendous happiness to contain.
But why do we wait for things to happen,
Why dont we get them done on our own.
Why dont we relish the spirit of life,
Instead of looking for a reason to lament and moan.
The answer lies within the realms of our soul,
That summarizes the question of life as a whole.
It just needs an honest introspection,
Not a dogmatic persuasion or a forced cajole.
So spread your arms and open your wings,
The journey called success has just begun.
Keep walking along the right path and direction,
N everything would lead you to your ultimate mission.
