Mischievous Leagues

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Inside the dark canopies,
Where your mind is playing,
Mischievous leagues.

Take a break,
Give it a shot;
How good it feels,
Not to plan and plot.

Remove the veil of negativity;
The world is not bad,
If you see through it.

Pulling down the mountaineers,
Is no fun;
All would be sobbing,
At the bottom of the rung.

For once,
Try climbing with them;
Applauding their feats,
And drawing inspiration as well.

Every one has their own rope,
That leads them to heaven or hell.
Why focus on cutting others' ropes,
When you can use yours to move ahead.

For once,
Try holding them,
When they stumble;
The look of 'thanks' in their eyes,
Would keep you going for miles;
So easily you reached the top,
You won't even realize.


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