Why I Failed Poem by Nikita Kumawat

At first It was just a disturbing question

quiet a time engulfed me into deep contemplation

I used to scream & cry underneath the pillow

those were the nightmares pushing my days to hollow

the search for an answer never subsided

unless acceptance from my side held to be decided



Today when i wince back to those unsloved riddles

strange is to see myself scoffing them with giggles

the way the tears come with purpose to sanctify eyes

every grief chisel my vision & then narrow sight

I now stand with utmost glory of zillion times failing

For I learned better than anyone; all the means of reloading



The process lit the attitude to dive in all new domains

Also a medium to discount on what were never knowns

exploring new horizons became my second nature

sooner the desire to win 'rat race' receded to low value & care

I still possess all field knowledge though i failed to win many tracks

God designed my life this way to proudly live as 'Jack of all trades'