World is abode of titans who stand alone,

They have not time to cry and moan.

Past has become graveyard and memories faint,

They move ahead with passion and glare like a saint.

Weakness is sin and depression is crime they say,

If you give up your beliefs you will have to pay.

Emotions is not their cause to be broken,

Their soul is a rock and minds awaken.

They have love for all beings and make them rise,

No calamities and obstacles have strength to surprise,

Fingers pointing them and laughing them are not broken,

But they are pointing towards the glory of sky they deserve.

Secret of success is not a magic nor illusion.

It is a blend of efforts and ambition fusion.

Shall they die they die with respect and honor,

They will not be perished and identified as loner.