If you have become
Another failure
You must always give
Yourself a chance
There are no failures they keep
On saying that.
There are only suspended
Successes.
Everything is temporary.
Just like success.
Just like failure.
Keep on trying.
There is no harm on trying
They keep on saying that.
A failure is nothing
But a blessing in disguise.
Keep on writing then.
Until the perfect poem
Comes along.
Keep on thinking then.
Until the right idea
Reigns.
Keep going.
There is no stopping.
There is no quitting.
My friend,
I am here
Standing before your coffin.
To deliver this eulogy.
You keep on trying.
Until death
Has finally caught you.
Dear friend
Sleep now.
I must say you have
Finally rested
From our failures.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem