while walking on the path of fire
there is a gas of flaming desire
while you see the place where you belong
trying crawling to reach there yet all is wrong
falling again and you get up after every fall you take
pain and frustration you bear for your pride's sake
the road that lead to satisfaction and you feel is must
you know that tear that crawled through your chick was just
that wait to reach the destination and feeling complete
just like walking on the wet grass on empty feet
while still awaiting the light that the sun throws
your patience is much cold and harder it grows
this is the dedication you feed to your dreams
you smile even when your heart cries and screams
yet you never let any one know the value of the wait
cos your dream and your life both you risk it as bait
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