Let the inspiration be bright,
To get your dreams right.
Anybody can fuck the world,
But perspiration is the word.
This world is a fucker’s playground,
With so many fuckees inbound.
But one of the fuckees need to change,
Extemporize, to challenge the fuckers in range.
All fuckees say, “This world is a con,”
But for a fucker such views are gone.
Time to realize, gone are the days to play with a sucker.
Time to set your wings on fire,
Even if you fall in ocean, it sets a desire,
For it soothes the burns, but salt tingle
Reminding, what a pleasure in on top being single.
In this cut-throat world, if you want to rise
Have a straight battle, but gain victory by surprise.
Hence to become a fucker in a go,
These are the seeds you need sow:-
Inspiration, Perspiration, Change and Realize,
Then comes the time to shoot high and take over by surprise.
3 comments:
Ahem...
A very very confusing poem...
Well, I guess its one of your average ones... not a great piece of work, honestly! :-(
But the last parts are considerably better.
lolzzzzzzzz
appu dis one is a motivational one
likh kuch aur raha tha,,,,,,likh gayi yeh
lolzzzzzz
yaar mud nai ban raha tha likhne ka
jo man mein aya bas pen kar diya
watch the departed for more F's
;)
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