Mini

My thirst

Mist is failure, warmth of confidence melts it
Mistrust and disappointment are the seasons of mist
Wait patiently till summer of efficiency is achieved
Frozen victory flows flourishing you for sure
Haste in combating with mist or cursing its burst
Weakens your will of winning the seasons
Appreciate each season as they are embedded with lessons
While moulding self as a model you ought to face odds
Be bold to hold pain till it melts making you the best!

Rajani Mula