To those travelers

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Yet a far distance,
Long it's so been, the bay hasn't arrived.
Your hopes drizzling away,
For you've crossed the limits beyond the sky.

A battling mind , a fading heart,
Ticking Time unveiling it's mask .
A biased toss and you choose to quit,
All the hardships through, seems a dumped pit.
O loner , even the spring takes time,
And the tequilas are incomplete without a lime.

Harsh would be the winds ,
And the tide would rise high.
But for your swim so far,
For the raw you ate , and none there to wait.
Scars you drew , your footprints on the dew
Echoes a loud roar ,
"The jewels aren't far ahead"

All this long, a thousand carnage triumphed,
The circumstances which provoked, and you chose to parade.
Just a little more of fatigue to have it all,
Eminence would open arms for you ,
There would lay ,a galaxy of  abounded joy!


"The taste of success depends upon the ingridients you choose"-sid 

Comments

  1. Surya19 June 2017 at 02:37

    This is lovely❤

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  2. Binny19 June 2017 at 02:49

    Awesome Siddharth.. n yup d last line is really appropriate .. d taste of success doesn't only depend on ur hard work bt more on d ingredients u choose..

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  3. Unknown19 June 2017 at 03:05

    Going through the lines one after the other ..... tHe last line just took my heart away 😍❤

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  4. Sachin19 June 2017 at 03:16

    Very well penned down ��

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  5. Saket19 June 2017 at 05:16

    That's simply amazing from a little boy

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  6. Captain Mishra19 June 2017 at 05:20

    Lovely

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  7. Tanvi Agarwal19 June 2017 at 07:29

    Beautiful❤️❤️

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  8. Unknown19 June 2017 at 07:36

    Tooo gd my bro. .. ❤😍

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  9. Unknown19 June 2017 at 08:36

    Once again..Mast ��

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  10. Unknown21 June 2017 at 09:48

    The rhythmic pattern,
    The words and yes
    "an amazing end".

    Loved this Siddharth

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  11. Anonymous21 June 2017 at 23:04

    Enthusiastic !!
    These lines are incredibly perfect like all other poems.
    Keep writing Sid :)

    We love your work <3

    -surbhi

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