Winning

He stood at the starting line
Waiting for the word "go".
He knew he couldn't win
His crippled leg made him too slow.
"Winning is not everything". His grand-dad said.
"Taking part is the best thing to do.
You're a winner if you try
And we are so proud of you".

One

One star brightest in the sky,
One rose reddest to the eye,
One the bitterest of gall,
One - just one - the most of all.

I am back

It has been a long while that I haven't turned up....
However from this day I will start using my blog to post some wonderful poems from anonymous poets so that everyone would love reading them