A long path has been traveled along,
But where rests the path of real Success.
There was nothing to be looked at,
But for some fallen stones.
People gazed at me on my way,
But not with respectful silence,
Everyone laughed at, but for some,
But still I never saw success.
I wonder where does it growl,
Over the top or bottom of society,
Still, sometimes people did say,
'O! man, O! man, you won',
Still, I wonder, where is real success
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Real success lies in the fulfillment of one's dream. I like the articulation, penning, and insight of the poem. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.