"It Might Have Been"

We will be what we could be. Do not say,
"It might have been, had not this, or that, or this."
No fate can keep us from the chosen way;
He only might who is.

We will do what we could do. Do not dream
Chance leaves a hero, all uncrowned to grieve.
I hold, all men are greatly what they seem;
He does, who could achieve.

We will climb where we could climb. Tell me not
Of adverse storms that kept thee from the height.
What eagle ever missed the peak he sought?
He always climbs who might.

I do not like the phrase "It might have been!"
It lacks force, and life's best truths perverts:
For I believe we have, and reach, and win,
Whatever our deserts.

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Comments (8)

....a very nice poem ★
Beautiful poem.... truthful and inspiring.
All men are greatly what they seem to be. Nice work.
Surely a sparrow cannot fly high as an eagle ever in life! None can go beyond limit of Nature!
Quiet sharp as knife and hard as bullet a poem written by a sweet look poet. It's nice to think poet tried to illustrate an abstract with the force of her pen. Life's truths are really not possible to calculate by any fixed parameter. It oscillates between May be OR May not be. Exception only in the ending phenomena, universal truth is death. Any way, poem is forceful to inspire who wants to be inspired. Pranab k chakraborty
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