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Ambition: A poem by Dr. Guncha Gupta

Each time my step slips
And I lose sight of my goal,
Or confidence I seem to lose
I let out a little wince, my lips quiver
And saddened heartaches.
But then my mind like an Alchemist
Nudges me towards discovery,
Transforming my defeat to a purpose
Giving wings to my ideas.
My words conjure up magic
Enchanting all hearts to listen
To a shaman, a warlock with a mission.
I design my path to glory
Embellishing it with intent
In a direction well-conceived,
My determination, my ambition
Lies in the radiance, the passion, in repetition and correction of my mistakes.
I persevere like an ocean raking up wave after wave
Churning out pearls from the depth of its womb,
For my achievement can be no greater than my ambition
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