Success

                            Success:A Two Faced Fate

                    I look around, I stand on cloud nine
                      Ah! success is a wonderful fate
                  The sight of it, makes me feel amazed
                  The smell of it, makes me feel dazed
                    Please bring me back to the ground
                      Before I hit it hard with a sound.

                  I have achieved, I have accomplished
                      Once was I, a part of the crowd
                Now I stand distinguished from the rest
                      I feel so proud ,I feel satisfied
                    But do I know what lies ahead?
                    A pool of expectations to be fed
                    They now think I am the best...........
                The curious eye which had earlier asked
              "Is she good enough to succeed the test?"
              Is now replaced by an over-estimated "Yes".

                        I walk hand in hand with success
                But isn't too much of it malicious for myself
            Its light has blinded me ,its sound has deafened me
                        O help me ,its got into my head,
                      It feels so good I can't stop myself
            I stand alone on cloud nine, detached from the rest
                    Please bring me back to the ground
                      Before I hit it hard with a sound.

                        Let it just be a scent in life
          And not the food I feed upon, or the base I live upon
                    Allow me to have only a whiff of it
                        Let it just be aroma of life ,
            Its fragrance alone is good enough for me.