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Sunday 17 July 2016

In the race......all to win!!!


In the race of the unending toils;
Bereft of the appease of hues,
No more a plethora of bounty;
All that lay by the sail;
Of the duo so dainty,
Either of the loss or of the victory!

In the race of the unending toils;
Bereft of the appease of hues,
No matter how relentless is the trails of ruse;
Crafty it seems as your fellow proves;
Of the throngs of distress they feign to muse;
Of the abysmal pain, yes full of disdain!

In the race of the unending toils;
Bereft of the appease of hues;
All I see the eyes that quench for the calling;
Amid the ghastly galore that seems so appalling;
Yes it’s a journey of the novice;
Oblivion of the tangled platters of their niche;
Who knows not what they destined to cling,
In the sea of mass so cut throat;
All for the battle to fight as they sling!

 Today, it’s a world of the known;
That knows not to bemoan,
Yes, it is the path full of bumps and bolts;
But just to remember forever and always;
Not to refrain the reigns once hold;
Of the reigns that hones your being;
Of the reigns that seeks your true calling.

In the race of the unending toils;
Bereft indeed of the appease of hues,
No matter life a race in the midst of boos;
All it requires to sway over the rues,
 Of the freaking mind, Oh the fretted soul;
Spare no time, spare no time;
For its all yours,
 At all toils of the hardships
That you chose to reach the pinnacle of bliss!!!



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