The sudden changes in time,
with results as sweet as lime,
future hanged on a sharp nail,
and observed on the hearts scale,
this could be the reason for a good bust...
Or can lead to the life rust,
rectifing every error,
for finding the true attire,
a silent thread spread on every beat,
but success demands a decision clear and neat,
playing the game of lif nd future,
between the student nd what teacher atters,
thinking randomly on dreams nd demands,
and trying to move with dreams in heart,
nd demands in hand,
and all rest depends on the destination i deservd.......
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