Lekhny composition -28-Jan-2023

Satyam Tiwari

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Lekhny composition -28-Jan-2023

Inches

Stop bullying me few inches, always pulling me down from grabbing the winner crown.

Small rabbit can take big leaps and few inches are a few seconds for him.

All my hard work is always shown red light before the finish line.

The tortoise moves inch by inch and steadily can cross the miles eventually can win all.

But my luck falls, at every step and by crawling reaching the point.

Where the point doesn't exist and getting mocked by the the inch that always rob me.

I will never forget the missing inch.....

Stop bullying me few inches, always pulling me down from the horse of victory.

I fall , fall and climb with broken limbs but few inches away stand Apate that rob me of victory.

Victory a nector filled in a pot, that is found in sky and me a wingless bird that can't touch it.

And a few inches that always taunt me, and rob me of victory beautiful glimpse.

The deer gets killed in few inches and saved by finches and racer win by race by inches.

Student gets selection by few marks and few inches.

But my luck lady and godess always invite me but leave my side before few inches.

I don't know when my kite will kiss the sky and win a golden cloud from there.

But the wild wind just before a inch comes between my victory.

And takes away my kite my hope and victory and with tear I shed and tear cry dam you few inches.

An inch a small quantity but determine victor and loser and never kind to me..

One day I will f*** this inche and grab mine victory