A PINCH OF SUCCESS....

He put in two bottles of life, for us to strive,
A crystal of family, one wants badly,
A handful of friends, our sorrow to end,
A trough of love, all above,
And then stirred the cauldron, under the bright sun.

Hours of stirring, the potion didn’t shift,
The change in no way was swift,
It yet was clear, lucid and still,
Not a drop out, did spill.

He stopped it there, to think and retrieve,
To ponder upon, what ingredient did he leave,
Spoonful of adventure, cup of exhilaration,
And then he waited for some duration.
Yet, no change, it all seemed strange,
All ingredients were right,
Still, the potion didn’t burn bright.

He sat and thought again,
Stressed his brain but all in vain,
It seemed like hours until it appeared,
The idea, which was to be cheered,
He got up, walked and in he went.
Returned, all with a pinch,
Threw it in, and saw it spin,
It bubbled and rose,
Fumes of color and beauty froze,
Merry bubbles did dance,
As swirling colors did glance.




A pinch of success was all it took,
To make the life, worthy to look,
Just a pinch was all it took,
Which did change of life, its outlook.