Prestige of Self Respect,

Insult of Love,

Honor of having a Pride,

Fear of losing the fame,

Life is all about those fractions,

Which leads to panic or utmost peace,

 

Pebbles will come to break your dreams,

Pebbles will come to make you nothing,

Pebbles will fall to hurdle the roads,

Pebbles will stop you get the goals,

 

The Ray of Light may never be seen,

But utmost desire of making a Dream,

That catches the stamina from deep in you,

To lit the candles of many Esteems,

 

Pebbles will stop me to catch the goals,

But Pebbles will have to make my Roads.

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