The Wining Of A Losing Ground Poem by Abdul Wahab

The man is very hand some with big bright eyes and sharp intellect but he could not find ways to bring out the aura of his ideas. He is not a lazy man yet success has not seen him especially success in matters of politics and finance. Everything he had, to name few of them are good quality of speaking, deep knowledge, power of representation and placing of points. People used to stun. He could not get the step through which he could enter into the world of glory.
He was throwing around his reflection randomly but glow was scattered and brought him zero result. He was confused and completely frustrated as he knew there was a enough water in his pond of capability and potentiality. He measures that in his mind and soul daily and thinking of those enormous strength’s future use he behaves like a pot of gold. But what do man thinks about him? Good for nothing. As he was not shining like a star in the shiny heaven of stupid world. Men know nothing the inner power of a man. Man has outer visibility syndrome. Inner blindness is epidemic in every sphere in every form.
He was living a half-broken life containing half happiness and full sorrow with which like a novice started writing love poems and sad poems. Too much use of computer brought severe back pain with, he was virtually dying with deep thoughts and deep ideas but those never becoming good poems lack of words. Failures griped him. he needed a gap, a leisure.
He came out from his shell to get sun shine but he found a shade under which a man of short height was standing. He came close to him slowly and slowly. He is a semi dark but attractive a bit, not though fully magnetic but somehow smart. Too talkative, people like him for his art of telling stories: mostly from life, barely from imaginative factory, of lies, cheating and deceits. His stories of life were more thrilling and enchanting, he narrated broken houses into beautiful Tajmohal with breath taking success. His life too is a miracle. He had nothing, no land, no property, no service, no traditional business yet he made chattered accountant call him sir, made milliners run after him, created vie among bureaucratic officers to make friendship with him.

This is going to be big attractive centres for. Mr. Abdul to learn the secret of Mr. Sharma. And this coasted him three hundred thousand money only. Here the best of best tricks are free.
From hello hi to intimate friendship among them. the game starts
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