The higher we are the harder we fall....for each one of dis who tasted the trauma of failure when dey vr the synonymes of success.
When success failed...
Glory fades away to dark,
Fame dies in a sobbng heart,
Hope crumbles down to dust,
Eminence becomes a thirsty lust.
Hands bleed gathering pieces:
of castles that break,
of dreams that shattered,
of trust that died.
Waves wash away the dreams craved,
Winds blow away the footprints paved,
With no marks on sands of time,
Hands tremble deserted in dark.
No hands to wipe off tears
No shoulders to lean upon,
No words to console the soul,
YOU walk alone ina mob.
In utter darkness even shadow betrays,
With failures as companions no one stays,
The saying goes but truth stands high:
"Be the river brimming with tears,
the banks remain dry."

wow!!! the use of words is admirable...every line has a deep meaning.....
ReplyDeletethanx...
ReplyDeletei love d last line..
"Be the river brimming with tears,
the banks remain dry.".. :)