Sparkling eyes, full of dreams,
Deep inside, the fire screams.
Crying aloud or filled with shame,
It's alright, it's a part of life's game.
World is against, all ideas faint,
Nothing matters to the canvas you paint.
A million tongues, all clucking hens,
all drops of oil, makes fire dense.
Tears reflect the hatred beam,
Drop by drop they'll make a stream.
Just sharpen the mind and soften the soul,
Clear the fading image of goal.
Never let the flame of hope extinguish,
Believe, it makes you achieve, whatever you wish.
Hurdles and pits and fear a bit,
Sooner or later, at last you'll make it.