The Loser Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

The Loser



For so many years being active and virile
I served my nation and my love in style
Then I was like a full bottle of wine to taste
But now I am like an empty bottle to waste
Now people are not interested in my way
I am just bound to relax and not to just play
Now the bull has been condensed to cow
This is the difference between then and now
From a chain of love I am in chain of hatred
I am no more a living being but a human dead
I do not think some one will bury me as trend
But time has stamped me as dead to bend
I do realize my helplessness has no chance
So how my soul without body be in trance
I lost a world and fail to gain the other one
Being a loser I will not be able to win none

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

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