Before My existance,
I died Hundreds Time,
Before My
Victory,
I
loose Several Matches,
Not in Sports, But
in Life...!
On the Tide of Times,
I fails to swim,
On the Sand,
My Imprints Washed Away...
During Flights,
I lose my Passion,
to Enjoy the Take offs,...
Before my Race Completion,
I fails to Even Start up,
Before I won, the tose,
Several Knifes cut down my Heart,
and most of the seconds they succeed,
to Crush and
Cross...
It''s make me unconfident,
But I tries more and so on,
Its my Fate that,
Unwillingly, I loose ever,
My nerves too...
But its a remarkable thing,
perhaps, I loss all of them,
but I tries to get then,
more over than to that,
In loosing them...
You are the Insoul of mine,
the power of Myself,
Forbidden in my soul,
who make me activated,
rather than passivist,
your heartly fist,
of Love, make me Confident,
Which make me Scored Much,
within my Soul & Heart...
Its the outcome that I won,
I won,
I cross all the oneorous tasks,
I come across all,
the Possibilities to Loose Again,...
I than Swim, I than Fly,
Its a fact whenever,
I lost,
with every loss, you helped me,
To come over them,
and helps to leave all the grief,
Help me in gaining, all the passion back,
to do more...
What ever, I capable myself,
to make
Victory,
I died Hundreds Time,
Before my Victory.
So I made victory,
on my soul,
I had made victory,
on my self,
and...
moreover..., on my life,
Under the Influence of,
Your Love & Affection,
Thank you my Will...
Devoted to All Aspirants of any field...
- Suraj Kumar Singh Chauhan