BEFORE GRAD SCHOOL
Once again.. the winds of time,
Challenge him unto a new ordeal,
The past has been terrible,
The present is as yet-
The future looks bleak,
But see does he.. a glimmer of hope..
An omen that things may not be-
That bad, as they seem to be.
Oh Almighty, give him thy blessings,
One last foray he does make into-
The sea of Academia,
Please bless him with success..
For if this is lost.. all shall be,
And he, shall die a pauper,
All dreams unfulfilled,
So seek blessings does he from You,
And thou who shalt be reading
These ranterings of a broken mind, please wish him luck,
This is his last hope,
For success, And then all shall be lost.. in the winds of time.
Word count: 134
Epilogue: A poem that I wrote to inspire myself for grad school (This is what they call anything post Bachelor's in the United States) after a debacle in the last year of my B.E. (Bachelor of Engineering) degree. From being a topper in the class, I ended up passing with only a second class in my final exam. Obviously, I was very depressed then..(one and a half years ago.)
The poem did its trick, and everything is fine now.