Pressure
Perils lurking somewhere in the thick shrubs
You're eager to succeed though
But having to contend with unhappy friends ‘n foe alike
Those saying you should've done something to succeed
And those vilifying you for the genuine errors you made
There you are, all alone, feeling squeezed for breath
Tell you what, that's a pretty good space for self-reflection
Resilience
Errors
Lessons
These are things you won't find in children's books
Willingness
The cause
Indeed, choices are hard in closed spaces
At times, you've to bomb your way out through the concrete walls.
11 September 2021
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
At times, you have to bomb.......concrete walls.Truth of life.