Notes About The Poem
December- 17- 2025
Why Not Poetry Contest
Sponsor- John Lawless
Why Not
I hammered some words
out from the quarry of my brain.
They fell around in shards;
some like boulders,
some like rocks and rubble.
I picked them up one by one.
Block on block, I piled them up,
thinking I could build a ‘pleasure dome’
But,
when it was time for the workman
to marvel over the beauty and wonder
of his dream creation,
his masonry tumbled down
like sand castles built
by little hands in sea strands
or dunes of quicksand sliding down.
I have lost count of the times,
this has happened before.
Now I stay resigned,
amid a heap of debris and ask myself-
“Is there any use feeling remorse”?
Like Nero fiddling on his harp,
when Rome was burning,
I sit on this pile of wreck
piping my thoughts away.
In the cusp between victory and defeat
I have charted my future action plan-
decided not to cry over spilt milk,
but to start over and continue my work,
till I can erect a ‘pleasure dome’ of words
as our famed poet Coleridge did!
Why not keep trying again and again as the spider
that inspired King Robert Bruce.... !
Why not go on until I succeed ??
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