This one is based on true life, and if anyone from my classmates read this, you know me! (Darwin International School, Batch Matalas of Pulong Buhangin Branch, listen to me, or should I say, read this!) Anyway, we lost from the Sports Festival held in our school, and of course, I captured the emotion of losing (no hard feelings to our rivals, please!) I wrote this in our classroom whiteboard, and a copy exists in our classroom. :)
VIII
LOSING
It’s not the time of agony
When screams were drowned by hopelessness
It’s not the time of misery
When hands were cut by sleeplessness
It is the burning fire of blame
The voices that withstood the rain
It is the aching soul of shame
The prizes that could lie and feign
Condemn the gold! It is a fake
The tears are heavy with despair
Condemn the loss for our own sake
But all have left without repair
We did our best to win such fame
We did our best to cheer all-out
We did our best to bring our name
But twenty-one could only shout
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
