Pronto in misery?

Don't be.

Life is an ecstacy,

you are unable to see.

This is the phase,

which demands your praise,

but you busy in chase,

of this virtual maze.

What do you want?

What makes you haunt?

Stop this era of daunt,

is thrilling spree of jaunt.

The thing which is must,

is only self trust,

will annihilate all dust,

now choose life's lust.

First ask,

then believe in your task,

wear narcisst mask,

will make you reach at bask.

Trust me,

You are infinite sea,

which you fail to see,

straitjacket of your glee.

Think you are boundless,

your powers endless,

on your way of success,

you are epitome of grandness.

Your within is all,

success big or small,

no one can make you fall,

as you are allegory of vision tall.

Wanna fulfil your desire?

Then just stop being liar.

Eradicate the word dire,

and do all that blazes you like fire.

Life mantra is only this,

present spree should not be miss,

can make you great or highly piss,

will all depend on your abundant whizz!