The Loser Poem by Pranesh Varan
The Loser
I’m a flightless bird
With wings of no use
I’m a mammal with long legs
But too slow to hunt
I’m a human with brains
Yet too dumb to think for myself
I don’t know what I am anymore
A mixture of all these, perhaps
The only thing I can count on
Is that I’ve been living
A worthless and hopeless life
And an amiably boring existence
All this while..!
Friday, August 14, 2009
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