Failure is a story,
Untold and unheard.
Beneath the vast deep ocean
Lie the pebbles,
Millions of them;
Twisting, twirling and travelling
In an incessant journey.
But who knows about the rest,
Except for the ones found by the frogmen.
The rest of the pebbles are
Albeit known to exist
But the pebbles which see the light,
Their sharp edges tear the flesh,
Their Shining surfaces reflect their stories,
And also of the ones waiting to be found;
In a language and script
Comprehendible only to the avid reader,
Success is the sequel to failure.