Failure

Upon failing, the world seems to close in on you, and the sky seems seems to fall down.

As twilight calls curtain, to end the day, 

I feel so small, I tower among ants, 

As I reckon the faults from where I lay, 

For nightly rest, even as regret rants; 

The bells at dusk, now toll for glory lost, 

To mourn the passage of a chance gone by, 

My ego riles, upon counting the cost, 

Of shoring heaven for a higher sky; 

And now, the ill winds blow, though not the norm, 

When luck bestows favors, none is assured, 

The best to rise up to the raging storm, 

Might be to kiss the ground, footwork secured; 

.......Until the good times, in the morning light, 

.......For yet, another day, another fight.

Author's Note

Shakespearean sonnet is the ideal, but please bear with the extent this piece has edged towards that goal.

Reviews

[Rachelle]

What are failures and faults but opportunities for learning and growth?
We accept the learning and ascend to the next step and the next.

[Reyvrex Questor Reyes]

Very true.