Persistence Poem by Somali Mukherjee
Persistence
I burn midnight oil;
All day do I toil;
Yet, don't get success;
Life is full of mess;
Why such injustice?
In spite of practice?
Life is hard and tough;
We cry, people laugh;
I trust to succeed;
Though sometimes I bleed,
I will not give up,
To get Fortune's club.
Life the stage name of struggle so many injustice there are though apparently justice comes but many times as JUST + ICE many peoples struggle much but successful shining sun never rises in their planet invisible eclipse destroys all dreams of realistic life yet the true hands of hard workers importunate after the shining sun to win........
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4/25/2024 12:02:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A concise and inspirational piece written in verse with rhythmic splendour. Well conceived and nicely crafted in persuasive poetic expressions with artistic brilliance. A work of an intricate mind.
Cordial thanks for your candid comment and reverberating review, dear poet. Stay blessed.