I smiled at little success
I had now fine access
I had struck some fortune
It was good amount and sufficient to the tune
How to term it as gain?
I had not tried it with pain
It came without any worth try
In private I feel very much shy
I failed to realize
When mother was no more to please
She had gone for never to return
I felt sore forever in turn
How can I term it loss?
It was temporary pause
One arrived due to some luck
Another took place as fate was struck
So the life is called strange
To enjoy with happiness and not to avenge
The scares may go away
But bitterness may always stay
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Very nice poem Hassen Gara7 minutes ago True words. Feel your poem emanes from a personal experience. Please check out my poem PERSEVERANCE on poetry.com Hassen Gara 520750.Thank you
gain and loss! KR BALAKRISHNAN14 minutes ago Realisation of perpetual happiness is a great quality.The feelings of melancholy, kindness, rapture etc make the minds melt in a furnace and they are transformed into one form coming out as word-crystals in the poem.Good to read and assimilate. Comment +1
Nice poem Ellen O'Shea6 minutes ago This seems very personal, which in turn makes it relatable to an extent. Thanks for sharing. Comment +1
Bitterness Jayden Koh19 minutes ago To enjoy with happiness and not to avenge - nice Comment +1
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I smiled at little success I had now fine access