So-low.

Sinking in myself letting you grow,
Like a boat stranded moves with the flow!

In the farm of wheat be my scarecrow,
Alike him scare away my sorrow!

Win the stage like the hero of the show,
As if the villan could never know!

Ups and downs could come and go,
Wide stays failure yet success stays narrrow!

Moving high you’ll notice the flow,
Yet running downhill stays a flaw!

Shinning bright emitting a glow,
Though not brighter enough you know!

Life in a cycle is slow,
Yet some live in huts and some own a bungalow!