This is the first poem
I wrote. I was maybe 14 or 15 when I wrote this poem, maybe after an apparent
failure. I always have been a believer since my childhood, that God always
gives you what is the BEST for our soul, I mean it THE BEST, whether pain or pleasure.
And this poems justifies it. Hope you like it.
Part I: Poem TRAGEDY
Completed on Nov. 17, 8:30 pm.
What is my life?
It’s just a tragedy,
A real carved Macbeth.
It gave pain, sorrow
Rather than joy, cheer, no secure morrow.
Life crushed me each time I followed it,
From dreams to Powder of crushed glass.
From wood to ash.
They say, take all positive from failure,
But no we can’t if,
Each time we rise to win we fall.
No we can’t if,
Each time we work hard, but progress stall.
Each time I burn my sorrows,
For the next challenge to follow,
But each time I had only poison to swallow.
My life left me a trail of failures,
Agony and pain.
With all my
efforts in vain.
Part 2: My Impact
Completed Nov. 18, 3:30 am.
But no,
I lost by my own blunders,
Dies for my own desires.
Never took it as an experience,
Rather a challenge meant to win.
I am today here with success and failure,
Because of my own capabilities.
No luck follows it! No luck follows it!
Why curse the luck? Just to feel good?
Failure has no reasons,
Luck never comes to person from season to season.
I know I may lose my next battle,
Get sorrow and never be happy.
Never succeed in my actions,
But there’s no joy without action.
Probably GOD may have not done justice,
But I believe he will.
I know what I can do,
What I have this world to offer,
To help it change,
By me,
By my IMPACT.
-Will.G
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