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CLOUDY SKY

Clouds of failure have formed on my sky

Dooming my day

Making me hide as I lie

That my examiner told me a nay

And great strides passed me by

Is an arrow that pierces my soul a hundred times.

 

Thoughts of failure consumes me

That I, with all grandness faced rejection makes me see

That what I see is not what others see

When the spirits that lights my being burns bright

When the competence that drives my soul is so right

At last, putting one’s future in the hands of another can be dicey

But what will be will be

And the end of life justifies the means

Probably rejecters will regret

When the little voices say

You should have had a hand in that success.

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.

 

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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