The ecstacy of success
Still evades me far
List of my achievements
Are extremely meagre
For I have nothing
To be well proud of
And claim my place
On the very top
The pangs of failure
Scorching my heart
Are what I carry along
And cant do it long
I can’t help grieving
Don’t want to be a sloth
The pain of defeat is
What makes me go on
Is it the question of strength
Or a matter of will
How hard I try
Try to succeed
Desperation within me
Eager is my want
I need to struggle
To lament no more
For victory is
Still a very distant thought
Soon I shall be something
Someone worth respect
Thousands of leagues apart
Above the common
Yet I shall be working
To scale heights yet unknown
3 comments:
Every line of this applys to me too...dont worry we r in the ame boat !
I can relate to that really well.. But hey! The poem ends with a positive note and thats wat matters.. That u'll work for it and in the end u will attain well-deserved success! :)
Welcome aboard. Been captain of this ship (boat we're all sailing in) for years now. :) Could easiy relate to the ethos in which this was written :)
It's only optimism that fuels the ship (boat) that we together sail. :)
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