VICTORIES WERE ALL MINE

How many loving cold blood I have,

How many will cheat for their material dreams,

And how many will keep me an option,

In crowd of hundred choices,

I battled hard for freedom,

And my existence now taught me,

Every storm of misfortune comes with reasons,

My shadows of half lived life,

With broken piece of rhymes,

Tells me all,

Till the day of the doom,

Every thing just goes on and on,

With beads of time,

Victories were all mine,

Because I existed,

I fought,

I survived,

And with every broken piece of mine,

I tested human creations!