proud of my frnd..

He turned down stones

That life threw to him
But he stood there unwavering
As if it was simple as cream

Every step he took forward
Became so steep ahead,
Yet he kept on climbing,
And every steep got dead.

He was brilliant as ever,
Yet had simplicity as attire.
Can't relent on anything as,
As success was his desire.

This was his path to glory,

As success stood with him smiling.
And taught a mighty chapter,
To achieve something go through grueling..