And flowers will pour

I pushed myself ahead

no one else was around

passion made me proceed

on thorny path in silence,

no slightest wincing sound

I was a dejected person,

fully frustrated and tired

yet too hesitant to stop,

and kept on working hard

Thus was created d’ path,

through d’ gigantic hill

it often makes me think,

how it could be possible

Glimmer of a tiny fire fly,

tried to pierce d’ night sky

never fade up, didn't give up,

neither asked, how and why

Faced hurdles, gone ahead,

damn odds I came across

aim achieved at any cost,

all boundaries, I did cross

Accusations, not bothered,

my conscience crystal clear

healthy carp ever cuddled,

mend myself without fear

May be with my mini steps,

wish to achieve perfection,

try to put in right direction,

evidently with a wide vision

one day I’ll announce,

with ample honesty

proud author of poems,

it’s my creation, I made it

Wish to turn awesome,

I need no permission

if none praises my success

I’ll compliment myself,

celebrate on my own

I’m close to the nature,

it supports my endeavour

if no garlands are offered,

doors will open,
 and flowers will pour