Annoyed, ignored in the dark,
Tuned the radio, with memories of past.
You say, I have failed, I am loser.
Nowhere to go, nothing to do with time.
Weary and fake smile is answer to critic of mine.
Lonesome and hatred, in pain with glass of wine.
U say, Failure and I are synonyms
But, does it mean I have been a fool?
Does it mean I have disgraced?
For me, I am awake and dared to dream.
Trying and trying hard in chasing them
Found the rationale
behind and ready to redesign.
It’s a result of trying, a step towards unknown.
Excuse to restart, knowing the errors of mine
Content my failure, to begin again more wisely
Experimenting, fighting against the odd of life.
I am not perfect and still I am happy
As I wouldn’t give up and practice is my key.
--Manish Solanki
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