Dear, Its a poem written for victory, for an ideal man who wins not on others weakness but for his strength. Its for those who believe in the strength of their dream --a vision which can lead them to a point where the world is ideal and sees the "TRIUMPHANT".
He can not stop, he can not quit He the invinsible,
the victrious The man with vision ,the man with a spirit !
He can not be defeated, he can not be destroyed
He is the the real man with a spirit.
The destiny is too close to quit, the time is too short to rest
The aim is so high the vision is so strong that the world seems thin................
Oh the victrious man u r born to win.
The nature tests him to the limits before handing the destiny over.........
for he is armed with vision, courage and a will.
He fights not his enemy but his friends.....
he fights not the present but the past!
For him the world is cruel the society is unreal!
For him love is sacrifice ...love is a soul and not the hollow desire.
He wins at last and the world sees his life becoming a firm philosophy...... beyond their comprehension.....
For him ego is a virtue and reasoning is the supreme ability.
He is the one who stands time
For this world his virtue is a social crime
He creates his own path , he creates his own world.....
he the creator.
And at last the man...the spirit.....and the philosophy wins.......
for they are born to win!!
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