My time will come . . .

Branches are broken before even I could hold,

Steps are vanishing before I put my feet,

Luck is behaving like my enemy,

Or my destiny wants to take me to another direction,

Which I couldn’t understand now,

May be where I can get something more,

But the pain is severe, unbearable now . . .

I’m jobless, still depend over my parents,

Without any income sources life is now poisonous…

Everyday I’m getting rejection, 

Nasty comment from society and home,

I know one day I’ll rule over this world,

But now that day will not come,

I have to wait for some time, 

Just few days more to get the success, 

Few days to stand again,

And show to this world that I’m a winner . . .

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