Thursday, January 15, 2009



Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

i had to read the poem in front of the class..
such a nice poem actually...
i like the last 2 sentence...
it pictures the spirit of the author....
the title invictus is in Latin mean unconquerable

so what the title mean 2 me???
i will not be conquer by the bunch of workS to do..
haha...hope so....
the work will not pressured me at all...hope so(Again)
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul.
haha...just the repitition..


faux fay said...

very meaningfull

Syahmi Yem said...

one word.


asnida hani said...

aku x paham dowh..!!!!
explaination plizzz...

FaRHaN SyAHiR said...

nani n syahmi: memg cm bes gak poem nie..

as: xde la pape sgt as....cume first stanza 2 ade dlam cerpen kt buku adv compo...2 je..then ak kne r bce smpai abis poem 2..