Fate

Move the crazy way unknown There path was narrow bended Stuck the way muddy and snippy All alone look at heights Whisper that you close my ways A fool cliché the old concept My notions may take to heights But the fate crafted seize it Need to be a driver with brilliance Other ways clog in the midst of bend Effort is the base of achievement Merit that argue with good luck There the pave is not empty always But will find a track always! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.