The Strength of My Beat

The Strength of My Beat

Life is fair;
Luck is rare.
Life is the mare
You dare to care

Its all the same
Till you see a dame,
Find the new fame
With her sweet name.

Then,i turn green
Turning down the screen
To hide my lost reign
Another hopeless feign

When filth predominates my greet
When envy rules me neat
When sense saves no seat
I seek the strength of my beat.

Amidst all my pain
And a futile gain
Mishap beats the main
This time and again..
From all that my chances despoil
When all my plans embroil
I will surely recoil
Once again to toil..



--
regards ,
Azure.