Towered it did, yet did not deter,
The flames could no longer be doused.
He bellowed and cast aside the fetters,
And made strong for the pinnacle, aroused.
They called him back, he heard no soul,
The ears deafened by his heavy pants.
He bled, a darker crimson toll,
Yet, trudged on into darker lands.
Screaming thunder, blinding lightning,
Curses thrown like rocks and fire.
Weary, the clutches of despair tightening,
He lunged for hope, meeting mock and ire.
Entombed in black, he withdrew,
Courting the dreaded darkened pull.
Faith he held, courage found anew,
The inner fire soon stoked to full.
He surged , the final hurdles stood beyond
Fought each one with rigour and zeal.
Climbed atop, triumphant , now reborn
Or, in another mythical land, we did see-
He surged , the final hurdles stood beyond
Fought each one with rigour and zeal.
Climbed atop, triumphant , now reborn
Or, in another mythical land, we did see-
A fierce roar, he spewed fire.
As darkness melted, the demons did twist.
Unfolded its wings, leapt, soared higher,
And you thought that dragons didn't exist!
Each one of us is like a dragon. We are beings capable of the extraordinary on the routine. But, it may so happen that in the face of adversity, we lose hope and falter, turn our back in failure instead of persevering. It is not our destiny to sit back and despair, it would also be inhuman to do so. We should strive to soar high, like the mighty dragon, and fulfil our destiny. Let us not shy away from our demons but vanquish them with the fire of determination and success. My best wishes to everyone on their endeavours.
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