Lost midway
Panicked heart
Dazed
Confused
Failing to fit
In the running world.
Tired
Exhausted
Too damn slow
They told him to leave
To quit, to depart
There wasn't a place
Where he was looked up.
Failure
Loser
Synonyms to his name
Lonely at heart
When she treated him the same
As many others had
Good bye, and she left
Her perfume lingering behind.
Sun rising up
Yet he kept falling back
No hands to hold
No shoulder to cry
He had to buck up
He had to try
He had to stand
He had to walk.
A pen in one
A paper in the other
He scribbled and scribbled
Till the tables shuddered
Rain
Snow
Heat
His determination had taken a firm seat.
The rain stopped
Horizon brushed with 7 colors
The scribbled words
No longer a sign of failure
But an autograph of winner
He had finally found the way
He had finally found his niche in words.
This Poem is written for One Single Impression and the Prompt is Niche.
Great description of determination. Loved the postive outcome of this one.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mitchell ... I love ending in positiveness :-)
DeleteBrilliant! You are truly good at this, aren't you!? Well done! : )
ReplyDeleteThanks Hannah ... I don't know whether I am good, but yes, I really try my best :-)
DeleteGlad that he finally found a way and niche in his words!!....Beautifully written :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Valli :-)
DeleteAn elegantly captured scenario of someone finding themselves and a niche for themselves. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you for appreciating :-)
ReplyDeleteThe words came like feelings and thoughts shot across... So quick yet SO powerful.
ReplyDeleteA pen in one
A paper in the other
He scribbled and scribbled
Till the tables shuddered
Rain
Snow
Heat
His determination had taken a firm seat.
AND
The rain stopped
Horizon brushed with 7 colors
The scribbled words
No longer a sign of failure
But an autograph of winner
B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L!
And now I'm more than happy to have followed your updates, or else I would've missed this wonderful poem. :)
This is a really nice compliment :-)
DeleteThanks a lot Vaishali :-)
at least he was able to stand up again, moved on and showed to everybody he is a winner
ReplyDeleteThat's true ... everyone is a winner, if he/she thinks himself/herself to be :-)
DeleteI love that story, G.S. And it was very nicely told and written.
ReplyDeleteMy wish is that my SIL's story could end like that.
His job was outsourced and he has not had a steady good job since that day, six years ago. Contract work is about all he can get.
But my daughter has stood by him and he has been a wonderful stay-at-home dad for our granddaughters.
..
Isn't that wonderful that he is now a loving dad ... there are positives out of everything :-)
Deletelove the passion in this piece...!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Sandra :-)
DeleteA excellent niche to have.
ReplyDeleteWhat an excellent poem. This reads like a mini story into one man's life and ending in triumph.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot :-)
DeletePhew- I was afraid of a different outcome- of finding another kind of "niche" I am glad there was a positive ending- well done!
ReplyDeleteThank You :-)
DeleteThe rain stopped
ReplyDeleteHorizon brushed with 7 colors
my favorite lines in a poem filled with wonder and valor.
Thanks for such nice words Gabrielle :-)
Deletelike like and like
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot :-)
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