Success Poem by Sathya Narayana

O go away success, O go away!
You left many of brethren my in lurch!
Ah never mind! I sure depart one day
saying goodbyes to this unkindest world
and leave no eyes to guard my memories
nor care about the loosened leaves of tomes
I fondly fastened once; then flying high!

My stories, time is etching there, behold
on her white heart, in letters gold and bold!
Well wait to hear them all, the future keen
will narrate long one day, slow word by word!