He was born Ambitious
To achieve a zenith height
He knew for it he have to fight …

He had no bucks in his pocket
But a dream in his eye ….
A clear image in front of him
This can make him cry…

His path was fiery
Coal burning beneath his feet
But he was born just to Beat …

He knew for his target
He has to work hard…
Day and nights together
To become a shining star …

When others were at stage of lover …
He was in his laboratory
trying out experiments
Just to feel that fragrance …
Fragrance of success …

It took him time
But he had a sea of patience in his mind …
Thrice he failed …
He became a joke
A joke to laugh
And media was there to spark …

Soon clouds scattered
And that bright star could never be forgotten
Fourth time his dream came true…
And it was human tendency others came to glue …

Now, he is an inspiration
A person beyond salutations
A person full of reputations

Until and unless earth is here …
I could never fear
To boost upon saying …
Dr. A.P.J Abdul Kalam is an aim
An aim to be achieved ….

LUCKY GAUTAM poet

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