Almost Poem by Srivishnu Rentala

A square without a side
A circle missing an arc.
Furnishing hundred percent,
yet yielding a yard less.
Hurts deeply indeed
When you give your best
Just to fall short by a whisker
And finish second.
Like a journey that's come to an end
But no sign of the destination,
To see the finish line
Only to elude you so soon.
You reach for the stars
But end up on the moon.
As you painstakingly piece
Every puzzle as you go,
You see the picture crystallize
With a tiny furrow.
Just about perfect, but not quite.
Inches from victory,
You think "Almost there".
A distracted glimpse away
And suddenly you're elsewhere.