QUIT NOT, TRY!
Nothing happens just as I wish; and everything goes wrong!
I wish I could break my heart before precious things are lost.
My mind is set ablaze like the snout of the oil well fire!
For it has at least a valid reason, as it lets off the pressure within;
But, for what reason I got to burn myself, I just don’t know.
Not a lazy born guy; as I tend to be pro-active and hyper active too!
People just can’t call me ‘passive’ as I make effort without doubt;
Oh! What then, I got to do? To get rid of this unassailable farce;
I got to know before I get suppressed, by the worldly needs.
If at all I get a clue, I know, I will redeem myself and be back on feet!
Just tell me; for the burning desire fires me and chars me to ash!
Before I go down on my knees, I just got to try, just one more time;
‘Coz, I wanna call myself a trier and not a quitter before I breathe my last!
Just provide me a chance; may be the last chance, to stand on foot! If I could;
Oh, then! I will be satisfied to tell myself, “Hey, I am not a quitter but a trier to the core!”