A random poem out of my diary.

So here is one of my favourite poems I wrote.

Practice.

Spells are cast by evils,

Betrayal by friends.

But still the one who stands out,

Is the one who deserves the best.

Problems come and go,

But your courage is not to be lost.

Practice till it makes you perfect ,

And never think to pause.

Thinking who is capable ?

And if you get the answer,"I am".

The impossible becomes possible,

And you stop the flow of problems just like a modified dam.

Hope you liked it.🤗