Sunday, July 29, 2012

114.The peak

I don't want to be a failure,
But the peak also I loathe,
Why aspire to be in a place
Which has no scope of growth?

There is no goal to achieve,
No greater height to reach,
Only a constant search for ways
To try and prevent a fall.

Breathing at the peak is laboured,
And sleep devoid of peace,
Eyes there are full of fear,
Looking for those climbing up.

The peak has no love for winner,
The ground it offers is slippery,
The hurt it causes is grave,
The peak remains faithful to none.

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