“Loser!” they hooted, when they passed me.
Not in words— but eyes, half-smiles n wry looks.
I glance back at them- asking, “Why?”
I lost something, yes, but actually was saved from losing myself.
And yet they call me loser?
Why!!
Losing is not a loss if you’d actually lost a loser...
Who will explain that to them!
“Losers!” I smirk within.
i really like dis 'Losing is not a loss if you’d actually lost a loser..'
ReplyDeletedats d way 2 go...................gr8!
“Win as if you were used to it, lose as if you enjoyed it for a change.”
ReplyDelete@ da- thank u! :)
ReplyDeleteit took me some months to feel this way... but finally am here :)
gud 1 agni.... :)
ReplyDeleteLozer!!! :P
Lyrical Micro-fiction. Like it very much. :)
ReplyDeleteThey lose a part of themselves who brand others a loser, feeling snug in their cocoon of superiority
ReplyDeletethey choose to ignore their own shortcomings, preferring to cast a downward glance at one and all.
Loved all your poems.......you really have an amazing talent to express feelings through verses!!!
really WOWsome! totally true! :)
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