I tried so hard
Still couldn't win the race.
Though Satisfaction of running
All the way
Sits placid on my face.
I know I have lost
But Look I am content.
Better than who by not trying
At all
Even did lost in intent.
Important it is not
that you win it always.
Its that spirit of competing
every-time
which 'll speak of your ways.
Fear of losing it
Will make you not to chase.
The dreams which could have
Been yours
Which could have been your race.
When you run more and more in those times to come yet, your mind will respond in a different way and you are too young to feel the impact of a real defeat. I like your writing and feel liking telling you about the need for stepping out of yourself soon to reap the harvest of writing over the P.H. All the best ahead Kalpak Kaplash
A great poem, if we do the best we can, then we have done good.
I dont know but i think competition, as is showed to us, take the man to exhaustion. Some times is good but has not to be to exclude no one or put you down.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The challenge is always there in front of you and it is all your choice to decide whether you want to make the sacrifice and move on or remain motionless! 10+++ A well crafted and poignant write! Enjoyed it and you must keep it up! Thanks for sharing! Regards from New York City