Is it not luck?
Is it not luck, or do we call it destiny?
Some are born with a silver spoon,
Some work hard just to buy a spoon,
Yet still can’t achieve what others get through luck.
Some rise without lifting a hand,
While others bleed just to stand.
Some are crowned before they try,
While dreamers work and still ask why.
They say, “Work hard, success will come,”
But life plays by a different drum.
When luck decides and fate is blind,
What justice does effort truly find?
Ritu Jalla
Food blogger blending tradition, innovation and entertainment.
Ritu jalla
Thank you so much for featuring my poem in your magazine. I’m truly honored to be included among such talented voices. Your support means a lot and inspires me to keep writing. Looking forward to contributing more in the future!