Craving for success...

Life isn’t stress-free
Spines prickles harder
With every footstep
I place en route for victory
But the greed for the honey
Laying far behind is more
The craving is more
Thus put all my exertion to move my steps headlong
With all twinges
Consuming all contagion of life
In this anticipation, in this yen
That one day I would reach the sweet honey
And then on this pain would be nothing
In compare to that satisfaction of gaining what I urged for

By Azaa

A quick overview of the status of my heart

A little courage

Slight liberation in mind

With the soothing of the sorrowful darkness

Which had conquered all my cheerfulness long back

Thus with the fresh beams of sun light

Through its intensified nutrients

Holding the love, care and sweetness I adore