Jeih's Poems

A taste of Defeat

Trying has never been my habit before
but when I wanted to succeed.
Failing was something I wouldn't dare permit myself for.
so I did more than what I should as if I rode a new racing steed.

I held him in high hopes and tended him enthusiastically
Winning
that's all I really wanted to achieve and sophistically
such things and battles would have cut me out but never will it be in whining.

Neyy!
My spirits are high and I'm sure this time.
But hey...
More than 100% yet it didn't even lend me that last dime.

Why?!
don't quit from a poet he says when he might have have captured the Victor's cup.
Yet I was insufficient and almost there when the night smiled at me with dismay.
I know I failed but this sour and bitter taste is my first step such as a new wine will soon lead me to my cherished triump.

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