STRIVE THROUGH THE ODDS
STRIVE THROUGH THE ODDS1 min 217 1 min 217
Peeping through those kinky cracks
Of a window filled with mishaps
Towards those glittering stars
Shimmering through the shrunken sky
Filled with demise under pain and disguise
Thinking about those dreary nights
Which never let my eyes drift for a while
As my past kept on snooping in the hours of eventide
As if there was never a time to let my hair down
And lead a life with no second thoughts in mind.
Even if I try to step aside
Looking for an ally that can coerce me to smile
And shed tears tediously with no scruples left aside.
But life never misses the boat to thwart,
On the ground that there's no cogent reason behind a treason
As every ally is an alibi for being a detractor.
Still so pious to keep afloat as a charade
As melancholy is a chunk of my life
Still I thrive through those very odds
With every bit of zest that puts me on loop
Standalone on those graves of hordes
That never lets me abhor
Cause that's how we roll
Through every stance
That makes me live from square one.