Failure

Failure, an everyday thing,
It comes to you and unexpectedly sings,
It jeers at you when you feel ashamed,
It always follow you when you felt pain.

Failure, an every moment feeling,
It makes your stomach goes reeling,
It claws at you when you tried escaping,
But you always fall and obey Him.

Failure, it gets stronger and stronger,
So strong that it now has a name,
So strong until it can survive in the world more longer,
So strong until it gains unwanted fame.

Failure, an unwanted companion,
It tastes sour like a bucket of lemons,
It doesn't know when to bug off,
And for us, He is hard to ignore.

Failure, the oil for arguments,
It burns to arguments like fire to documents,
It makes heart aches and wrinkles appear,
It always face us with a sneer.

Failure, Death's best friend,
It follows us until the end,
Then Death will take his' place,
And will follow our dying pace.

Failure, so shameful and ugly,
The sight of it makes our feet wobbly,
But when it sings and if we really hear,
This is what will come to our ears.

"Get up, get out, don't give up!
Open your ears and listen up!
For when you fail, it is not the end,
For it is now time to start again."

So is Failure good or bad?
No one knows until they are dead.
But one thing I did learn from this,
We can't solve problems when we are pissed.

tO b3 conTinu3d..