Vera Sidhwa


The Fall - Poem by Vera Sidhwa

The stand before the fall,
Felt nothing much for me.
The fall and it's hurt,
Meant different things to me.

The fall consisted of hurt,
Adventure and confusion.
As I caught myself against a tree,
I tightened my grip.

I swayed in a motion that gave,
Into another fall still.
But the way I handled it,
Was the victory in the fall.

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  • Silver Star - 3,166 Points Hans Vr (11/20/2013 4:16:00 AM)

    Yes, Vera, Falling is not failing. I like the expression, victory in the fall, very much (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 16, 2013



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