I feel it as chance
That is offered a once
I blame it as miscalculation
To satisfy mind as no good equation
Yes, life sometimes put us at odd
There is so much to delete and add
Each time you are not successful
Sometime failure creates scene very much awful
I feel no remorse
As I know it is natural course
If something is not destined
It can never be defined
You can feel sorry
But then can brush off the worries too
You might not be at fault
But the way it is felt
It is resolved in mind
That whatever be the kind
It is for the good to accept
And feel at an ease to reject
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I feel it as chance That is offered a once