' The Goal Of Our Own Tree ' Poem by jinnuljr mukarram

To what we have we become
When it's never been our Goal?
To what extend we can bow,
To the path we have borrow?
And you know it is not your option,
The potion to your poison….

When will you choose to be free?
And like the goal of your own tree,
To what seed you planted
Your goal that you ever wanted….
Choose your life wise to its degree
And believe in the Goal of your own tree…

You water your life with rain
To extend you might feel drained,
But that's life how it is to be treated,
Living it the way of seed you planted…
Flowering it with memories and fun,
To make the goal of your own tree stand…

Back to the quest you have become today,
How is it been your choice to stay?
How can your goal be completed?
If in the first place it is a goal deflected…
When if it isn't your happiness,
Then how can you achieve greatness?

To what we have we become,
We must see through it to overcome…
To bow to the goal of your own tree
You have to choice your happiness…
Be inspired by the seed of your true choice,
The true goal and of your true voice….