Lekhny composition -04-Jul-2023

Satyam Tiwari

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Lekhny composition -04-Jul-2023

Aim

When I was a kid I dreamt of becoming a superman , saving the world from all evil.

Grandfather told me things of army , shining valor glory, larger than life.

Then I ran for the glory , gave it all lost somewhere in the luxurious life.

Out of no where out of shape, out of energy exhausted lost all my aim.

One door open other door close about to open but don't forget to look at window.

Leap through the window and it shall take you to another world where everything shines.

Though lost my fairy magic stick that could give my aim.

But life has molded a candle that guide me shows me the road towards new aim.

Walking talking I lost myself , emptying pockets of riches of aim.

But don't you worry , spring will return September will pass , late found my aim.

Aim in life is to be stubborn rock , preservarence like jelly fish of aim.

Die look for something or new aim , blood of pain will flow but no aim without sacrifice.

Aim in life is beautiful rainbow that shines after heavy tears rain but that doesn't last long.

Rainbow is beautiful , so as our aim and moment like these make the life the life of something.