A picture of what life is all about |
As I sat down beside my window The only sound I heard was that of the birds Wispering beautiful melodies in the cold morning Birds of different colors singing like a choir As the cold morning wind spread like a wide fire I thought repeatedly if only the rest of the day could be as calm as the early mornings Every day is a battle And without a proper plan battles are lost When you become scared it's even worst Out through my window I saw men and women Moving their feet forward continuously like soldiers matching forward to the battle field Then I thought about it, battles unplanned leads to failure And only the bold can take the lead The battle of life is certainly not for the weak. Some people get it wrong but the truth is It favors the strong I have seen people being described with great words Others with lesser words Truly the battle favors those who are bold enough to draw out their swords Life requires a plan of action But only few have kept to this tradition The lion swings into action with boldness Not because it is the strongest But because it has a proper plan These are the words I perceive the birds were wispering into the cold morning So remember these words when you wake up from your bed yawning. |