Yea, I did make a mistake
Does it have to halt me like a brake?
Do I have to let it feed on me like steak?
Will I dwell on it till my life is at risk?
You said I failed
Well, that doesn't mean I'm frail
You can't get me off this rail
My goal is to accomplish this holy grail
I didn't get it right the first time
I'll do it one more time
Not right? One more time
I won't stop until I say,
"I got it right this time!"
When you really want something, not getting it right won't stop you, not what people say would stop you. You have to do it the Thomas Edison way!
As I close my eyes I felt the summer's breeze
And it made my heart at ease;
I don't know where his mind is wondering now
Yet I can hear his heartbeat somehow
Making music in the air
As he stand near unaware
Of his smiles that brought delight
To this young Maiden's sight
Yet I know this emotions of love I'm feeling
Will never be conveyed to his unwavering heart
Because I can feel in the sight of his eyes
Endless mountains and skies
That one day fate will lead him to his destiny
And I'll remain nothing but a piece of his journey.
Unwavering I stand before the onslaught of decay;
A gust of wind will wear me thin;
and the downpour of rain will leave streaks across my cheek;
But I am unchanged;
I dare not make a move, for if I take a step I'll crumble and fall;
But today I am myself and shall not change until I turn to dust;
I am a man set in stone;
Silent and motionless;
I am not angry or sad,
But I am only a bit tired.
I am not bored of loving you,
My love is there even in the blue.
I am selfish as I seek Mukti,
But I don't seek fidelity,
Nor do I threaten infidelity.
Loving you is my passion,
My flame for you will never dampen.
Such will be my eternal fashion,
That your blues I'll only ever lighten.
I will never fail in my Bhakti,
But not because I am perfect,
As I want you to be mine finally.
My HP Poem #1672
The unwavering will, awoken by
a thousand threats, is shook but never thrown.
the mantus, praying
prayer in life. prayer in death. home.
Just leave me to live in this garbage
Because I've already been discarded
Like Oscar in his can
I'll be a grouch, a *****, for look at where I stand
Society has counted me unworthy
Has proclaimed I'm gritty, and I'm *****
So I'll climb to the top of this pile of trash
I'll scream out the truth, let them all thrash
For only those in the dark can see the true light
Only the broken know the true wrong from the right
In the midest of the fight is where we grow strong
So we can pull others like us along
For those not ruled by this worlds cash
Will ever be harmed by the stock markets crash
I know the worth of my fellow human
And when the world, by greed lies in ruins
We will climb out of the darkness where you've chased us
And in societies face, truth we will ******
For the darkness of man we know all to well
"For the meek will inherit the world" and love and light will prevail
Moral is a hydra
That has a head extra!
After 9 failures one has to go for the 10th chance!
— The End —