Between Lines

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I failed to read between lines Time was running out and not fine I was to loose whatever was in possession It was soon to do away with wrong obsession You always think of time when it was clicking fast Everything seemed fine with no doubts to cast Time and tide to favour more and last Spreading influence over the areas vast Tempo was running high with sun’s shine Merry making and end with club’s wine Soon felt it was out of tune when crumbled under weight It was first sign to loose prestige and height Wealth and wine search company of women Think of deadliest combination and bad omen What more to expect when one seals the fate? To retrieve the steps and correct may be very late Who is to be blamed for our down fall? Did we respond to signal and timely call? If not, then share the blame and prepare for worst You may live to witness it as person first Nothing stops you from scaling the height Things may go in your favour even if you don’t wait Stars may brighten up and luck will smile Troubles at bay and no hurdles for while You have to ride on rising waves Fortune favours and helps the braves Cowards may look while sitting at fence You may continue to enjoy with extra pence Wealth and fame may not stay for longer You should develop appetite and hunger Not to feel contended with little gain Ready to surge and maximum to attain You can avoid grave danger from looming Fortune may favour even while home coming This may strengthen and help not only to combat But to curb the deadliest attempt from attacking

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