Treasure Island

Shashikant Nishant Sharma

(03 September,1988 / Sonepur, Saran, Bihar, India)

Success after Failure


To plan if you fail
You are planning to fail
If you can't excel with talent
Triamph with effort
Don't ever lament
For past
Be prepaared for the present
Success is the sum of small efforts
Repeated day in and day out
Not judged by number of times you fail
But number of times you succeed
Reached new height after every fall
Failure is opportunity to begin again
With better prepared mind and brain
Make up your mind and desire
Success is not a result of combustion
You must set yourself on fire
The fire of decipline and dedication

Submitted: Friday, March 08, 2013

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