Vying for success my efforts sincere,
Perseverance had seeped deep inside my bones,
The distant strains of triumph,
Could no longer make me suffer,
Coz one truth had gradually made home in me,
Realizing my ambition just a matter of when,

Struggle begins with believing and ends with being,
Wild nights- Wild nights,
Of insomnia, anxiety, despair and insecurity during,
When success dazzled me with its advent,
My diligence had already made me so bright,
I could barely notice anything different,

Exterior had definitely changed,
But once a target now just a stepping stone,
Journey expanding on and on,
Never to reach a destination,

Then one day, I felt a funeral, in my brain,
It was the death of my aspirations,
I went on further to shed my perseverance like a snake skin,
Next thing I know,
A new stranger had already moved in,

Conscience, the queen of my mind's palace,
Went to welcome her new neighbor,
I'm nobody, who are you?
He replied with all humility to her,
I'm the sovereign and you are my newest subject,
He told her my name is contentment,
Your grace, pleased to make your acquaintance,

He was a true connoisseur, thanks to him,
I could taste a liquor never brewed before,
High as a kite yet my feet never once tumbled,
He engulfed my life with serenity,
Cacophony of chaos doesn't bother me anymore..
© paradoxicalpenman