I have seen people who make unrealistic plans and try to make it work but end up as a disaster. So I am against overdose of positivity. This short poem is about the planners who set unrealistic goals.
I laugh at the quixotic planners
When their perfect plans shatter.
They try to control their life in a stupid manner,
Then sinks in the depths of despair like an anchor.
I despise the arrogant planners,
Who annoys me with their “nothing is impossible” banner.
They think fate is slave and they are its commander,
Later they meet their unforeseen fate, like the great Alexander.
Let me enlighten you with my candour,
Know your limits before fate hits you like a hammer.
Accept the impossible things, which you can’t master,
Else ignore and be a disaster.