Smooth Struggle

I just tried a bit and plainly, got it so simply
I just cried a bit and honestly, rewarded so hastily
I just admired a bit and yes I m done!!!
I just required a bit and untimely I m done!!!
Things came by far and I started to pest my luck
Things lived so regal and they labeled me a charm
Made a miniature revision, I, The Unlucky Charm.

Above one is neither a poem nor some strange way of encapsulating the facts..

Yes, I strongly lack ‘struggle’ in my life except I am struggling to find struggle for everything. Mostly ‘Things’ came very straightforwardly to me.

I never had labors for anything. Most of the times I want ‘Things’ to come little late after some sweet sweat but no I m not blessed to struggle for something.

‘Things’ – all worldly pleasures and pains (I feel both are same, mind-numbing)

Those who know me might disagree with lines stated above. But I always struggled to find struggles in life.

Thousand times I tried to spoil the things coming straightforwardly towards me in order to struggle for them. Wicked Pleasure/Pain of struggling never came. To struggle is like taxing some stylish costume while swimming. But no…..The pool is not filled with water in my case.

Finally I found one loser’s path: Pretending I struggled for everything I own right now.

For years I altered the things I encountered and devoured so easily, with white lies.
Yet my motive to struggle for things is not fulfilled.

I am still a bitter Liar who claims that he lies just to struggle.

May be this ultimate quest of struggling is fetching things very easily for me. One day I will come out of this circular course. And I wish that come little early or say on time.

Don’t make to wait for worldly struggles.

And Look still the Unlucky me is not able to pretend that via sharing about it here.

I run off from above chaos,
With Very strong lyrics

Here I am – this is me
I come into this world so wild and free
Here I am – so young and strong
Right here in the place where I belong
It’s a new world – it’s a new start
It’s alive with the beating of a young heart
It’s a new day – in a new land
And it’s waiting for me – here I am

~ by display_name on May 2, 2005.