I looked at the world and wanted to shout good bye
Depressed with my single defeat
For me only my heart was not neat
Negative thoughts creeped in my mind
Nut in a corner my courage was bind
My expectations were very high
But something was roaming in me like a spy
It caught where i was grey
And pehapsfor my defeat it used to pray
I learnt not to be over smart
It'll help to move the success' cart....
(i wrote this poem after losing a competition it was story telling comp. i was depressed coz it was the first time i was intrested and my teachers had not forced me... i was sad coz i was weaker than others and to tell the reality a felt betrayed... from my class teacher... she gave me the story which was recited before... there were no emotions in that... i felt myself weakest coz my best frnd won the first prize... after that i was depressed for nearly 6 months and after that i took part only in one competition...)
