c’est d’accord

He was an athlete, born to run;
A Triumphant man is never done.
The thrill of running against the wind,
Was his idea of joy, of fun.

She was a General born to lead,
Serving her country with pride, not greed;
Code of the army was her life,
An officer's life, book to read.

He was a scientist with a world inside,
Unfolding the mystery, offered peace;
A wanderer who remained our guide,
Till his heartbeat was ceased.

Many a times did the triumphant fall,
Many a men did the general lose,
The student of science was bullied by all,
Yet the world is in their dues.

Nothing was great but their courage,
Nothing was strong but their will,
Nothing was different but their way, their
 Ability to learn, not a habit but skill.

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An engineer who finds joy, comfort and peace by writing poems and strumming chords. Come, let me take you to an alternate reality.

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