The days are never same
No one can predict or claim
If poverty was at the initial days
Gradually it may slip away
Nature has its rules
Only we need to be successful
An effort is very much necessary
Even if the situation may act as an adversary
Seasons make you like iron
Very tough and proven
Nothing can make it weak
The story may itself speak
Later on when you are at the peak
You feel everything fake
As if it was night dram
Real change or an anxious turn
Success days hard to digest
Poverty emerges on screen to test
Whether you are really a person
Who has worked so hard with reason?
This is how great businessmen smiles
When adverse situation strikes
He loses no temper and coolly accepts
The story is repeated and success is kept
Scott Ransopher Another good poem Hasmukh! 4 hrs · Unlike · 1
nice Raghav Choure20 minutes ago it really inspired me Comment +1
Analogy business from real life aftab alam khursheed28 minutes ago Stand in the high wind and face try and win Comment +1
Continuar é preciso Elpidio Junior29 minutes ago boa leitura.
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The days are never same No one can predict or claim