And your best friend fails you…
When the road seems rough
And it’s so hard to push through…
Miserable, you cry yourself to sleep
And you seem to lose all hope.
Saddened, you groan and weep
And you think you can’t cope.
I tell you this; All is not lost yet.
You can still defeat Defeat.
Yes, you can win again, I bet.
Just keep trying, never retreat.
No matter what, never give up
When things go awry, brace up!
Written by: Ifetayo Abiola
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
I agree with your logic in the poem. Never give up.
Never ever…thanks Sir
Nice truthful piece. I’ve lost poems too. The words align themselves in ur mind but pen is at distance. Words not written down become lost in an instance… You are left to muse over what would have been written
and it can really very frustrating