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Caterpillar
in that morning of september
as the wind was heavier than before
and the drizzles spraying into my face
i could feel its coldness chilling my mind
i remember what my friend said
"troubles are great teachers"
But arent they our bestfriends
never leaving us through thick and thin
i reckon we are born as caterpillars
eating all those ills into our head
crawling through those pains now and then
and becoming gross and bulky day by day
And fed up of all mediocrity we fall asleep
shrinking into the coccon of our space
caught in the limbo of our thoughts
and passing throuh the metamorphosis of our life
but suddenly oneday we are wide awake
spreading the wings we are ready to fly
fly as high as nothing could hold us back
cause we are beautiful than ever before
today, i do agree with my friend
failures are painful as they always are
but in that ordeal of life
we are transformed into something more
