Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Gold Star - 17,119 Points (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: Fortune - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

When fortune does not favour us, 'tis Fate;
When Fortune favours us, we call it Luck;
Some realise this only when 'tis late;
Some call the art of getting luck as pluck.

Thus, Destiny is in our very hands;
We can well change our plight if it is bad;
On how the pilot drives, aeroplane lands;
A lazy man makes life for himself sad.

A coward takes refuge in word called 'Fate',
The brave will fight their way till success comes;
Sometimes, 'tis tough to open success gate;
Great bitterness exists in ripe red-plums.

Why blame or praise the Stars that stay always?
Our labour sustained brings us our D-days.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 18, 2003

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