When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the unseen,
I believe in the unsaid,
I believe in the unwritten,
I believe in the unread.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the darkness,
For darkness is the purest, simplest reminder,
Of the necessity of light.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the beauty of the night,
For the night tells us,
That we should give happiness a chance,
When we feel completely low.
Just like when it’s full of complete darkness,
It gives a chance for the stars to glow.
Tiny Stars twinkle in the bed of much darkness,
But that’s what makes the sky look beautiful-
In the end.
So when I’m feeling dark inside,
At least, to myself, I won’t hide or pretend.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the opportunities,
That slip away from my hands.
For I may have had great expectations,
But that means,
God had greater plans.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the uncertainty,
For only uncertainty has enough power,
To make us explore,
The infinite possibilities lying unfound,
In the deep corners of our soul.
And knowing those possibilities will help me,
To choose my path,
The path that I want,
The path where I’m supposed to go.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the consistent failures,
Failures of minds, hearts, bodies and souls.
For if everything and everyone succeeded at once,
We’d all take success for granted,
And there’d be no progress in this world at all.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in every little flaw,
That lies within me.
For if I was perfect,
I’d never be able to make mistakes,
So I’d never be able to learn and grow.
And if everyone’s insides weren’t somehow a mess,
People would only be attracted to bodies,
There’d be no such thing as inner beauty,
Or the attraction of souls.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the hopelessness,
I believe in the inability to try,
I believe in the everyday troubles,
I believe in the power of the tears I cry.
For no one can get out of a maze, unless they’re stuck in it.
And when I get out, I will be utterly polished.
And through this challenge, at least I can acknowledge,
That I’m still alive.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe that I can’t give up,
Because somehow I’m still meant to try,
I believe that I can’t try,
Because somewhere I’m meant to give up.
I believe that I can’t let go,
Because there’s something I’m supposed to hold on to,
I believe that I can’t hold on,
Because there’s something I’m supposed to let go.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the unsolved puzzles,
I believe in the unanswered questions,
I believe in the locked doors,
I believe in the unfathomable emotions,
I believe in the restlessness of the mind,
I believe in the dissatisfaction of the heart.
For without these we’d never know,
How much certain things mean to us,
Certain things, precious things,
Like solutions, answers, keys to the locks,
Understanding, satisfaction and stability.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the negativity that comes to me,
Through within or without,
For it is not a problem, but only a gift,
It’s the gift of a trigger,
As it triggers me to start my hunt for positivity.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the mysterious force,
Some may call it God, luck, destiny,
Conscience or the sub-conscious mind.
I believe in the ways of this mysterious force,
That are righteous, positive and divine.
And when nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe that this mysterious force will show me,
Show me the way to shine.
Copyright © Upasana Goyal 2016
I believe.
I believe in the unseen,
I believe in the unsaid,
I believe in the unwritten,
I believe in the unread.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the darkness,
For darkness is the purest, simplest reminder,
Of the necessity of light.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the beauty of the night,
For the night tells us,
That we should give happiness a chance,
When we feel completely low.
Just like when it’s full of complete darkness,
It gives a chance for the stars to glow.
Tiny Stars twinkle in the bed of much darkness,
But that’s what makes the sky look beautiful-
In the end.
So when I’m feeling dark inside,
At least, to myself, I won’t hide or pretend.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the opportunities,
That slip away from my hands.
For I may have had great expectations,
But that means,
God had greater plans.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the uncertainty,
For only uncertainty has enough power,
To make us explore,
The infinite possibilities lying unfound,
In the deep corners of our soul.
And knowing those possibilities will help me,
To choose my path,
The path that I want,
The path where I’m supposed to go.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the consistent failures,
Failures of minds, hearts, bodies and souls.
For if everything and everyone succeeded at once,
We’d all take success for granted,
And there’d be no progress in this world at all.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in every little flaw,
That lies within me.
For if I was perfect,
I’d never be able to make mistakes,
So I’d never be able to learn and grow.
And if everyone’s insides weren’t somehow a mess,
People would only be attracted to bodies,
There’d be no such thing as inner beauty,
Or the attraction of souls.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the hopelessness,
I believe in the inability to try,
I believe in the everyday troubles,
I believe in the power of the tears I cry.
For no one can get out of a maze, unless they’re stuck in it.
And when I get out, I will be utterly polished.
And through this challenge, at least I can acknowledge,
That I’m still alive.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe that I can’t give up,
Because somehow I’m still meant to try,
I believe that I can’t try,
Because somewhere I’m meant to give up.
I believe that I can’t let go,
Because there’s something I’m supposed to hold on to,
I believe that I can’t hold on,
Because there’s something I’m supposed to let go.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the unsolved puzzles,
I believe in the unanswered questions,
I believe in the locked doors,
I believe in the unfathomable emotions,
I believe in the restlessness of the mind,
I believe in the dissatisfaction of the heart.
For without these we’d never know,
How much certain things mean to us,
Certain things, precious things,
Like solutions, answers, keys to the locks,
Understanding, satisfaction and stability.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the negativity that comes to me,
Through within or without,
For it is not a problem, but only a gift,
It’s the gift of a trigger,
As it triggers me to start my hunt for positivity.
When nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe in the mysterious force,
Some may call it God, luck, destiny,
Conscience or the sub-conscious mind.
I believe in the ways of this mysterious force,
That are righteous, positive and divine.
And when nothing works out,
I believe.
I believe that this mysterious force will show me,
Show me the way to shine.
Copyright © Upasana Goyal 2016
