When has one lost what once was true,
One will know the way to lose,
In which all odds that one assumes,
Imply the one odd within you,

Within one shot there’s no more chance,
Although one shot can take all ten,
If chiseled right it takes the pin,
The mind should set to lose nor win,

The time is set for reigns to fall,
Phithets will soar and shoot to mark,
All though omega shot it hard,
A mega shot target was scored,

The moral for this stanza is,
If you haste slow with controlled swing,
The more likely you pack a sting,
Regret the one who’s rushing in….

Never decide all of a sudden
Take time and act shrewdly
In case you take a rash step
The repercussion will be bad

Consult many in the trade
Talk to those whom you trust
Very carefully analyze points
Finally a solution will emerge

Acting based on just instinct
Will take in the wrong direction
It may spoil all your initiative
Animals are only **** rash

Crude decisions end shabbily
Producing lots of confusions
The position may turn terrible
As a result of blind approach

Use brain and also your heart
Here only shrewdness mingles
With your heart's natural mercy
Use this combination to achieve.

mvvenkataraman