In my mud house
up above the hill, is my wish
of my heartfelt dream and wants
when storms attack,and watery slides hikes
my muddy house muddy wishes gives in
and erodes down in colours of pain and disgrace
life breaks, life humbles and so it continues
the story of greatness won't be written on a single page
Like a plastic candle, under every condition,
is a shape,
and so, from the foot to the peak
I rise again !
©man_king
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