WINNING MY LOST BATTLE

The agony and pain of losing a battle,
And disheartening your believers,
Is like a winter night without a mantle.
The thought always bringing tears…….

My failure puckering me for life,
The truth stabbed my heart sharper than the butcher s knife.
Instead of being happy for life
I stood like disgraced wife…….

I was raged by mocking birds.
I felt like running away to the world of the wizards.
Adopting all measures to escape the ruthless humanly world
I thought about all I had lost until my soup went cold

Experience taught me how to overcome failures.
Trying to open up all my closures,
I decided not to accept my defeat.
Now I stand in front of the world to accept my next feat.