• athuljith 5w

    Where you failed...

    You rise up, we cheer.
    And you enjoy it much
    Ascend further up.

    We look for you
    No trace that you've gone
    Leaving us for fools.

    You mock us, we doubt.
    Consider us slave fans
    Want us to rub your feet.

    You boast now
    Of your skills, to no use
    And achievements too.

    Arrogance be your identity
    We lose you
    For you're spoiled lot.

    You go for fame
    And not for friendship
    Where you failed...