Racing hard against life to beat the time,
He revved up his heart to escape the crime;
Accused of often making the same mistake,
His love for her put his everything at stake;
His crime was falling in love with her every day,
The price for which, he would love to pay;
For years he tried upping his game,
Slammed by her always, he rose to no fame;
One chance was what he always asked,
As on no occasion he wanted his feelings masked.
Take a chance on me, he fervently urged,
But life won the race and that’s how as a winner he emerged.
PS: If you have not listened to ABBA yet, please do listen to them. They have voices like angels and music which works better than any elixir.
PS2: And the streak of sadness in stories ends here…for a while, at least. 😛