Limit

Sitting on the seashore with moist eyes;

He appeared complaining  and there came darks skies; 

Why did God give me Limited strength to fight

Limited talent to think because of which I always fell at brink ;

As his anger kept on increasing;

the wave in the sea appeared hurriedly mounting; 

Came a voice which was serene but loud;

And all became silent including complainants noisy cloud. 

The voice reverberated with full vigor;

Limit is a limit which you create in your mind by painting fear;

I have seen some boats never entered my floor;

and some went across innumerable shore ;

It's not the talent nor the strength which gave them this distinction;

It's just that every time when problem surmounted and became a limitation;

They put little more effort and gave their limit a little extension;.

And the little extension ensured no limit could limit their earnest action..