Exasperation in Triumph

Exasperation in Triumph

 

Pieces of statements are nothing if you have no idea where to put it.

The difficulty sometimes is whether to accept or reject a certain opportunity that comes only once in your lifetime.

In behalf of your decision, you must never bend platforms and break it to erase the thought of its existence.

You must go on and walk on the plank step by step, steady and doubtless.

A third person would be easier in the situation, however there is only you in the limelight.

If you spend hours trying to find out its pros and cons, would there be enough time to say yes or no?

Drastic changes can happen, although if you proceed with the mist that follows, you are likely to find out and see it.

Unfortunately, it's unknown whether the pitfalls and rises would benefit the definition you'd like to answer.

Words can either be discriminating or biased. Somehow, it's uneasy to deal with the numerous voices around you.

If you put a Pigeon inside a cage, it will stay there and spend its whole time locked in four corners of a spacious room.

If you add enough pinch of stupidity in the vial and poison the Pigeon with it, it would stay and be numb for its eternity.

The only question that comes out of the ordinary is how did the Pigeon meet its death in its immured world?

When you kneel in front of the whispers you tend to listen to, you can never outrun the exhilarating pain and stabs.

If you come out of the open air to have a bit of a taste of scrutiny, expect freedom coming down at its own cost to none.

If you breathe in the smoke from the damaging spirals of an abandoned factory of sense, you can never wake up from its dilemma.

As you go further through the choice you never wanted to make, you shall pass every torture chamber and live through the journey to make your way out.

Some spend their entire lives living in the hellish crusade of success with their own pattern of making it exciting.

Once these chances come out of the way, greatness shall lie in the thorough adamant remedies of a dramatic swing.

it's not easy to make up your mind on a point of savor or the instance of remorse in between distant lines of a rainy day.

If you are searching for excitement in this humdrum dimension, take it slow and never lose control.

I would rather arbitrate on making a mistake that never pushed me off my limits, instead of dealing with something so monstrous I might forget how to breathe.

If the Pigeon wanted to be free, he would've chirped and gotten his way out in any way he wanted.

Yet he chose to live in the incarcerated realm filled with loneliness, hidden eagerness and grins to please those who look up on him.

He ended up meeting his death in the breathless overview, while he choked up in everyone's restraint.

It's not the way one must encounter if one wishes to sacrifice his own merriment for the sake of others' good life.

The passing phase is an anomaly to each individuals' greatest ascend.

You must ascend on your own likeness.