Circle and Line

A circle is a comfort zone where few lives

As Round and round you go, but no falling

You won’t reach heights, no problem

You will never fall either, you are safe

There is always a crowd around you

To pamper and gloat to create a virtual world

As they all survive in your light, your fame

You, not worried the least, about your progress,

Stay in the circle going, round and round

But remain always happy and satisfied.

She on the other hand, is a line in the graph,

Maybe she is thin, no fans and lonely, but long

Aims only at struggle, moving to rise higher

Many time falls, and becomes flat on the ground

The world just waits to laugh and tease at her fall

She not worried , about the laughter, failures

Keeps working hard to move, and move up

Her principle is, moving, constant change, is life, progress

The line and circle, poles apart in their directions

Neither can they co-exist, nor change their views

Pain and rising for one, other a stagnant and comfort