I Lose She Wins Poem by Abdul Wahab

A continuous fight is being held
Between me and my life
But it is very difficult for me to tell you
Who starts first with whom and when
Is it she who wants me to do all the chores
And errands
Or is it me who refuse
To follow her commands
Very early in the morning she orders me to get up
But I violate her and remain on bed sleeping
And when I get up
She wants me quickly to brush my teeth
Few minutes late,
If I am
She starts nagging like a grandmother
My life is too boring
Eating, sleeping, washing and doing bathrooms
Without any variety, no changes
Too monotonous! !
I revolt and the fight continues
Till to the time another morning arrives
But each time she manages
And gets things done
I lose, she wins
Yet I conquer her and my life continues.