Success was in my possession
It could never escape me,
As I had mastered it
The truth is however different
Whenever I was un-attentive
It attempted to slip away -
With great knack and skill
I used to somehow manage
To snatch it back
But I lost my peace
In this relentless process
I couldn’t bear it any more
As our relations had gone sour
I went almost mad….
Suddenly one day I had a flash –
I should be friends with success
I was successful in my effort
Now success and me are friends
I am at peace again
Success will never leave me now
Rather it will cling to me
Earlier I was running after the success
It is now the other way round
It runs all around
If I am not found
Because success is now my friend!
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