Failure Poem by Norchel Tingson

Success changed into a failure
A winner to a loser

He had a life that was alluring.
However, a single shutter was everything.

At the moment,
He suffers to the extent.

He cries out
As he goes into a hollow space

Instant fluctuates rapidly
Like a rushing torrent of the creeks.

Failure locks him up scarcely
As he stops and shrieks

He struggles
No matter how hard he persists

He stumbles
No matter how hard he resists

He bears the mask with him
From the peak down to the pitfall


He desires nothing but triumph
From dawn to nightfall

When is this going to last?
Why can’t time be fast?

All these questions
Run into his mind.

All of these
Make him blind.

Are these metaphorical?
Are these rhetorical?

He hopes
For something to hold on

Those ropes
Can be his way to move on

He vanishes in agony.
He wishes victory.


(April 13,2008)