Deed & Luck Poem by REETESSH SABRR

Winning I can say may be hard
Situations that favour less be prevail
What is dreamt creeps out as an odd
But feel it’s the way soothing success smell

It happens to your feet heavily so tied
That you go along with a pain immense
These are moments when sure you decide
Life will not perish in future from hence

What is unparalleled should be true un-doubt
And the competing is ought to be clear
For the luck follows the way it feels about
But the deed satiates your heart somewhere…

Reetesh Khare 'Sabr'
03/05/2009