Climbing up — a poem
Nov 4 · 1 min read
Sharing the first poem that I wrote 7 years back.

Failure is the last thing you’d expect. Be it in your life, love, or career, you always want everything to be perfect.
But there will always exist a hurdle or barrier, that’ll stop you, hurt you, or stab you.
“Down you come”, will cry the people around. Cuz they yearn to see you fall to the ground.
But never shall you rest, for you will always be put to test.
Afraid not, when the demons surround you. For both the angel and the devil reside inside you.
Feed yourself with goodness and thus angel shall thrive.
Else, die will the soul, for the devil inside shall never let you survive.
— Bookish Devil
