No Puppies were hurt in the writing of this poem.
This is for all the untold tales
stuck on the wrong trails.
It is for the unsold sales
dumped with the label “fail”.
This is for the judgments with the wrong scales;
The thoughts, shipped with the worst sails.
It is also for those who bail
out of the right things or cut the wrong puppy’s tail
This is for the “hammers and the nails”
Who cannot do without each other.
It is for the conquering and the pain with the wails
or simply for the wrong line with no rhyme-partner.
The point is, this poem is for those people
who run away from succeeding
by running on the wrong track. Who double
their paces into hell in the name of ‘living’.
This poem doesn’t mock you.
It hopefully points you to the undone
like the untold tales or the sacrifices we burn
on the altars of skipping what we need to do.
If this poem hasn’t said it already,
it was written for those who the world doesn’t know;
Who wouldn’t be known because they are never steady
on the right pathway; so their greatness is quite slow.
photo credit: Telegraph