17 April 2009

These Three Words (3)

Ok. This is the third and final part of the poem. The word here is Rejection. The post is dedicated to the never say die spirit of people. The song for the post would be Lost by Coldplay and The Winner takes it all by ABBA. I couldn't reject either of the two. :)


These Three Words (3)

In any race--big or small,
The winner takes it all;[1]
And such is the misery of any contest,
There are many silvers but only One Best.

When you lose, you die,
When you win, you fly;
Rejection is said to help improve,
But it cuts you out and makes you aloof.

To fall and to get up again,
To miss the title and continue to train,
Are attributes of great learners and warriors,
But I am sorry, we are only mortals.

The heart is a strange thing,
Breaks down, cries and never deals with failing;
Pushes you into the corner—sad and remorse,
The pain of failure never coming to a close.

The answers of departure and loss,
Is that which we always look for;
The world doesn’t have it and neither your friends,
What is done can never be put to mend.

And finally the election of king came to a close,
And to the winner, we all did toast;
But for the last time, look into yourselves,
Did you ever go through this, because if not, then we are all strange elves.



[1] Song by Abba The winner takes it all

3 comments:

Vasudha said...

fantastic! i can rly relate 2 it..

ss said...

More than the poem, me loves the song dedication. Beautifully written

Rohan Chawla said...

=> Vasudha
Thanks. I guess everyone can at some level.

=> ss

Thanks. Music is a great part of all Human life. And Coldplay is Ultimate and ABBA was Ultimate so...wo-ho!