The first time. Not the last.

It was the first time. And it wouldn’t be the last.

Failure. Loss. Regret. They ganged up together. I was aghast.

I knew it was in the works. I had seen it in the cast.

It took one word to regain myself – Hope. I raised its flag on the mast.

‘I will welcome you each time, adversity,’ I said looking back at my past.

You gave me a chance to bounce back stronger. Just like a gymnast.

Alka Sharma

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7 Comments Add yours

  1. Zé A. Busra says:

    I like your writing style, keep up xx


  2. mymeowkutty says:

    Well said. Simple yet substantial.


  3. jaikant19 says:

    Success is measured not as how high one goes but how high one bounces back after meeting failure.Your lines reflect the same inspiration.Well written.


    1. Alka Sharma says:

      Thanks Jaikant! Gratitude!


  4. Bhom Sharma says:

    Night is over. Bright morning star is on the horizon. Let’s forget dark night and welcome new day with open arms. May God bless you always.


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