There starts my story, an endless story
With a glory that ends with a sorry
It was me starting the journey but
Never found the end for which I started!!
I was on the way with an acceleration
Waiting for stop at any station
But a miss was it, with wrong train and I
Never found the end for which I started!!
I was so alone in that situation
That even tears could not find any consolation
A hard time was yet to appear and I
Never found the end for which I started!!
No one helped me to come out of that ego
Where there was a barrier a long ago
Still in a hope that I will get that success but
Never found the end for which I started!!
Suddenly a nightingale showed me the light
To overcome all the barriers without any fight
And tried to reached the station for which I had
Never found the end for which I started!!
Actually the earlier way was wrong
But that nightingale made me strong
To get the way for which I had
Never found the end for which I started!!
Although It was good decision
To make a nick in there without any incision
Ultimately , really it was awesome that I
Never found the end for which I started!!
And I found the end for which I had started
To get that aim without having hated
In such a way to ensure that I
Never found the end for which I started!!
Hi Sid... Do you mean "a mess", or "a miss"?
Your poem seems like a story, sad one, but nice 🙂
Did you write it lately?
Keep n writing
it's miss blue..
it's amazing Sid, it's impressive! keep writing!