Behind the Curtain

When will the curtain raise
When all eyes glance
When all men praise
The victory of my rise.

Will the years spent behind
Will continue to the rest of my life
The night spent,the tears shed
The dreams kindle on my heart
For the victory of my rise
Continue still,unrecognised by any eyes.

Everyone has a tale to say
But only few get on their way
And only utter the tale
Where men eagerly wait for him to say.

The time spared for single aim
Behind,are meare mirage
Till the day blooms where
All eyes cast on you.

But it's true without years spent
Never Curtain will raise,
This is the common law of victory
All through my life I learnt
Through my failure which still continue.