Loser
Sunday,17th March
Keep option open
and turn the table
let the adversary be strong
but he may go wrong too
give no chance to,
seize it at once
Provoke him at each level
and challenge to come out in open
the moment something goes out of mind
he shall become blind in a rage
he shall lose balance
and lose a strong chance
if you have seen the wild elephant
you shall look, infant
attack from all the sides
but shall not be in the position to decide
calm and peace gives leverage
arrogant and hasty fails to manage
he shall lose an edge
and later on wear the badge of loser
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem