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.
Previous mistakes stir
your mind to look and listen
before you leap.
Poetry by yoonoos peerbocus
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Written on 2026-02-09 at 01:26
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Haseen Whel |