That waking up before the sun
getting the work done
sweat your only companion
and it too leaves you
out in the crowd you aspire to shine
but in putting the hard yards when alone, why whine?
Without the need of an outside stimulus
find that motivation within
conquer your own demons first
push yourself to the hilt
everyone maybe against you now
persevere and in your favour the world shall soon tilt.
Every minute you put forth counts
don't think it'll go to waste
great things do take time
it never happens in haste.
Doing the same thing everyday
is boring only if you don't want it badly enough
the grind in itself is a love affair
and in it, everything's only fair.
The lures of life and many a pitfalls along the way
the grind truly tests your character
"no one's really watching,
let's skip the session today"
don't be fooled, it ain't blind
there's no cheating THE GRIND.
A thought overdrive
an emotional frenzy
of broken promises
but there was love, right
and love never hurts
nothing to lose, only to gain
then what causes the searing pain?
Oh! The unexpected realm reared it's ugly head
only yourself to be blamed
after all with your silly expectations
was this monster continuously fed.
The source of your trepidation
isn't somewhere else but within
relationships would breathe easy
but sadly, this limitation
they do choke
under the crippling weight of expectations.
Of inner voices the self destructive vices the sinister design makes one whine when in line makes one shine the endless chatter even mind over matter all a manifestation of the inner voices comes to the rescue in crisis sometimes detrimental sometimes therapeutical from rage to sage of love and hate insignificant to great the innate power of the inner voices a plethora of choices choose wisely with a plan for the inner voices maketh the man