Aravind ZYX

Proud Of Myself - Poem by Aravind ZYX

You know I admire you, dad,
for all the inspirations I have had;

I was the one you expected much from,
but I haven't let you down seldom;

Even though all my short comings pry,
my brim heart tries not to cry;

My eyes try not to leave tears loose,
like a heavy cloud trying not to lose;

And now guilt prevents me from showing my face,
'cause I have let you down against all your grace;

I still stoutly hope you can forgive,
for thats the thing that helps me revive;

In every thing I do now, I sense the incompleteness,
made by the lack of your contentness,
for this is why, I never again can be proud of myself.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 12, 2013

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