Not Falling, Fault Is Not Trying Again Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

I’ve oft felt drained, tired, a spent force,
‘Pon trying hard yon me, yet failed,
Another day and new hope roars,
And trying ‘gain find me prevailed,
Oft, that devil of failure I can’t face,
Damn if I try, damn if I run the race.

Yet, never is man a pure metal,
Though success has its tempting lure,
A mixed alloy, man must choose to battle
Both, the fear of being a failure,
And cockiness of a cock-sure,
Not falling, not getting up could be fatal.

Success, a beach goddess be as is said,
She scarce is pleased till sacrifice is paid.
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- Sonnets | 09.01.05 |