Misbah loves writing poetry. She says poetry is what makes her heart feels warm and light.
The Background Story
A collection of five poems inspired by Brenda Arledge's word prompt “chance” which she offered in her article “Word Prompts Help Creativity—Week 51.” I am glad to have Brenda back on board. We missed her a lot here during her absence on HubPages. Once again, she is here to inspire us with her interesting word prompts. Thank you, Brenda!
We All Take Chances
They say we shall never miss a chance, but I don't think we ever do!
Whatever we have to do — there is always a choice between the two.
In all cases, I believe we take countless risks.
As we are usually unsure if we can really make it.
Chances are opportunities that we think we must never miss.
Following this thought, I always imagine life as rolling dice.
We all say we've to take this chance or later in life we'll regret it.
How can we predict a future that hasn't yet arrived?
Why can't we think: The situation might also be the opposite?
What is it in our minds that cause us to have these unpleasant thoughts?
What a mental complexity that wants us to be busy all the time.
Every moment we live, I believe, we take chances.
How can one say he is alive if he is not willing to take a risk?
Every step we take is a chance to make our lives more stunning.
We are all surfing on a sea with tremendous waves.
Every time we cross a wave, it inspires us to be brave.
I am a wandering roamer and have untied my legs.
I think I will soon be complete, somewhere and somehow.
There are gaps and nails in my memory files
From which flame and smell sprout…
From this hole, I want to remember happy days.
Sometimes I have to drown in tears until my swollen eyes dry up.
Other times I want chills to forget that someone is waiting for me,
They gave me back my guardian angel, but I no longer had wings…
Then I fell asleep, I woke up, and God gave me back my life.
I lost almost everything, but my face is still beautiful, despite its dirty brown spots.
Finally, someone hears my cries, for I am almost speechless,
Someone looks at me, although I am an abyss of salt.
I can return to my new life and remove the dust that blocks the exit,
I sit in the dawn, rehabilitated, dehydrated, rediscovered,
So, I remain silent and see my chance with the Phoenix,
Yesterday, tomorrow, and today.
The risk of a wrong decision is preferable to the terror of indecision.
Moments of Happiness!
It would not have taken much,
Only the happiness of seeing your taste.
With you, these moments are so beautiful,
The opportunity is too rare to let pass.
The moment too precious not to relish,
Planned or spontaneous.
It seems to me that you have moist eyes.
Would you have surrounded me at last? If so, I'll savor it!
All My Joys Against a Rainy Background!
I have this chance, the chance of sadness
All my joys against a rainy background!
The current state of the globe
In the desolation of a desperately gray rain
The one that comes after calamities and farewells
The one caused by boredom
Your voice alone that always returns to you: Nothing exists.
Then everything sparkles with unfathomable joy.
If you take no risks, you will suffer no defeats. But if you take no risks, you win no victories.
— Richard M. Nixon
Is There Something Like ‘Second Chance’?
A second chance means that you have another opportunity to get closer to your goal. Second chances, they say, bring you one step closer to success. It allows you to try harder and maintain your confidence.
A second chance in love shows maturity and forgiveness. Life does offer second chances. Not every time, of course, but yes, sometimes we’re often granted a “re-do”.
Many times we just don't realize it. The fact is that some of us are given a lot more chances than others, yet we feel entitled instead of being appreciative. We start to take others for granted and grow enraged when they fail to forgive us for our repeated mistakes.
Aren't we all just humans? So, at some time in our lives, we all make mistakes. However, if someone chooses to forgive you and offer you a second chance, you should grab it with both hands because you may not get a third opportunity.
Here's a story-based poem on 'second chance'.
My God, how beautiful she was in her blue dress.
I watched her walk away with a mixture of sadness and hope in my eyes
She had been with me for two years.
Two years that I had not been able to take advantage of.
She was sweet, intelligent, and had a great sense of humor.
I liked her hazel eyes and her two dimples.
I liked her delicate curves, contrasted with her mischievous laugh.
I loved her with all my heart and still love her today.
She loved me too, with all her heart, and soul.
She loved me even on those evenings when I came home drunk
She loved me even when I left without telling her where I was going
Oh, heck! She loved me even when she hated me.
I deserved every pain her absence has caused.
That night, I realized my mistake when I came home and found her crying.
Her sobs tore my heart. Her broken voice: I cannot take it anymore.
I asked: what are you talking about?
She with tears in her eyes—I cannot take it anymore, with you, with this life.
I warned you from the beginning that you are better than me, I replied.
We accept the love we believe we deserve. You never believed,
You deserved me, and you are doing everything to prove it to me, she cried.
I asked: What do you want from me? — Nothing. Nothing today, she replied.
These words were like a slap in my face, but very useful. The next day, I said to her: Go away!
—What? She said with a deep sad tone in her voice.
I want to become the man you deserve, the man you see, the man you have always seen in me-
I'll do anything to be that man. But I'll do it without you, I said.
She refused to go. I said to her again: Go away. I'll be that man, and then I'll do whatever it takes to get you back. But meanwhile, go away, live the life you deserve.
So, she took her things and left, her eyes filled with tears. After a few steps, she turned around and said to me: Thank you!
Before she left, she said: — We will see each other again soon.
Those words gave me the strength to change. I know she is waiting for me.
So, I will be that man who is there for her at night, who comforts her on the days when things are not going so well.
I will be that man and hope that life gives us a 'second chance'.
If you wish to be loved, give love a chance by constantly and consistently being yourself.
— Anurag Prakash Ray
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