Loser's Confession

Life struck,
And reminded me that
I am the royal fumble,
The creator of bumble,

Never considered white,
For I did not get a thing right,
Just a loser, no-hoper;
Ending up a nonstarter,

Was never a good leader,
Because I didn't try harder,
Of the family I am the black sheep
With scars of failure; hurting and deep.

Bidding Farewell

And the pendulum swings again,
As the last moments
Of blissful institutions
Pass, One by one,

Discussions concluded,
Good times shared,
Memories made,
Yet somethings left unsaid,

I am a coward,
Frightened by the worded expression,
I'll never tell you,
But you'll be missed,

Brace yourself dear friend,
To the delight of novelty, 
To exciting encounters,
To the warmth of new friendships,

Rise to your moment,
Seize the day,
Chase your dreams,
Live and relive them,

I wish you joy and laughter,
I wish you strength and courage
To fearlessly face
Challenges that fall upon you,

I bid farewell,
Picturing you through the blurred view
Of my misty eyes,
Farewell dear friend,

I'll await,
Your glorious return,
And will proudly embrace,
My beloved graduate friend.