Retreat

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I may not withdraw from the race Even if I have to face shame on face Any one can follow me and trace Foot steps on the sand with equal pace It may not be called cowardice act The situation remains same as matter of fact It is wise step taken while making retreat Should not be made joke worth to shout in street You may take it as running off the scene Though we were firm, intense and very keen Lie may prove too difficult to live under sun Time may speak that I stood firm and only one Sun may have its own shining sphere Spread the light all over without fear We have limitations and to act as mature Finish it off with time scale and tenure You may grow as full plant with care Garden may have beauty show and glare Cool breeze and air will add to beauty Who can think ignore the face so pretty? You may shy off while making fun Under the shade you will be only one Clouds may rush to cover the face of moon It will be a fact and reality soon Why to run away when heaven is on earth? Why to go after oasis when there is no dearth? Why not then have companies so nice? It will be sheer madness and act cowardice It may bring slur and serve no purpose No room is left to think or suppose It is to be acknowledged and accept with grace Meet the challenge and openly embrace

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