Errors are steps on the path of truth.
At every phase of growth, liferemains a one pupil classroom
or errors ridden route
no matter whatever your age
mistake free life remains a dream.
As lifelong trainee being, life
is understood when we go through it
and learn at first hand
through our follies, what is
hurt,heart break,separation.
Mistakes inherent in our routine life
is a must to success
for they waylay us
in what ever we do
no matter we mean well.
To own one's error gracefully,
is to transcend
one's perfection bloated ego.
A tailor readjusts his
ill-sewn seam
with the thread of again.
No doubt, aged, you are quick
to mend a sudden crack
but you still regret words
you can't retrieve and find grace
in what you cannot undo.
It's through previous mistakes
we recognize a mistake
when we commit again.
Poetry by yoonoos peerbocus
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Written on 2026-02-09 at 01:26
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