Not everyone has the same journey
Life doesn't treat everyone the same
Your fate is always in your hands
Trust yourself more than anyone else
To love yourself has a deep meaning
Life's garden has a rhythm
Disaster and Triumph
Failure and Success
It goes in that way blind as a bat
Brickbats and Bouquets line your way
Failure is the longer road to Triumph
Every one of them has made you who you are in the present
How you perceive it heralds your future
What makes me smile?
An interesting question to ask
I smile when I see the morning sky
With birds singing, the sun rising, it's a new day
What makes me smile?
I smile in good times and bad
One must accept the existence of both in life
They are unavoidable facts
What makes me smile?
When I see the innocent laughter of a children
Fresh and new
Each they discover something new
What makes me smile?
I smile because I am alive
I have another day to do something
It is my legacy I will leave behind
Silence is Golden
Solitude is Silence
Solitude is to be Alone
Adrift in the calm Ocean of Thought
Awash in the warm Waves of Contemplation
Silence is Golden
It makes the heart sing
Solitude is to be Alone
In the Ocean of Deep, Deep Silence
Thoughts come in a row, one after the other
Dwarflings of Gold
Bearing the products of deep thought
Silence is Golden
Jewels of Thought
I bear it alone
In the deep recesses of my mind
Darkness, emptiness filling with thought
The waves of the Oceans of my mind are silent
A paradox unlike the ones at the shores
Like a drug-infused purple haze
In the midst of a crowd, I can still be alone
I lose my mind in the groovy funk of the purple-haze
Thoughts then bear fruit
The progeny from the heatwave of silence and solitude
As they fuse and explode
Hence , their progeny born
Life brings joy
Life brings grief
Life brings victory
Life brings defeat
Life makes us realize what we miss
Life brings mystery
Life is brief
Not all of us see success early
Some of us face defeat all too quickly
Like someone adrift at sea
No lifeboat in sight
No relief from grief
But when salvation comes
An opportunity too can come
Should we not seize the lifeboat of relief?
No matter what others think
It is what we think
They can say what they want
But often it is because of their doom they can see
They scream they shout, they insult
But who cares a dam about them
Only the blind does not see what he or she has got
Fight on, rock on to Valhalla's sacred halls
Victory comes from struggle
Victory is sweeter if it is the progeny of defeat
Move forward when the chance comes
Success is your birthright
F*ck the naysayers
See their faults
Tell them to f*ck off!
Rejoice, rejoice, victory blows its trumpets
Multicolored streamers, rainbow colors, red angels, and pink unicorns
We will ride on golden-winged horses of victory
On golden steeds of victory
Across the technicolored highway of the Bifrost
To the hall of the valorous
To taste then the raw sweetness of success
It has now come to this The Apocalypse has arrived Loneliness, despair, a toxic brew A devilish concoction It has poisoned my mind Hopele...
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