A means to an end (poem.feedback is welcome)
When the end is in mind,
Every beginning seems to be perfectly fine...
When the road ahead seems crystal clear,
There are more dreams than the mind can ever aspire...
When there is always a means to an end,
Life starts blooming and starts a new little trend...
A life without a purpose,
Is like a sinking ship which doesn't know where it belongs...
Like a candle which leads the way through darkness,
A clear mind weaves actions,for every hurdle which surpass...
Even the roughest of waters cannot dare stop the men,
Who always do things as a means to an end...
