Soar Poem by NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD

How things work out in this life
is a complete mystry to me
I mean, the man literally soared
He shot to the very top

And remained in that position
defying all the odds
No one could tear him down
Not even a determined Opposition

In him lay all our hopes and dreams
of a better future all round
So naturally, we rallyed to him

And then - just as surprisingly
and, inexplicably
his star suddenly waned
Then plummeted

And when it plummeted
it sure did plumet

Where does he go?
How does he cope?

He had been plucked out of the wilderness
He hadn’t expected to step out into the limelight
Unfortunately, just as he was starting to
savour his newfound fame
he found that he had been
unceremoniously thrust into the wilderness, once again

Someone else had overtaken him
And was, now, enjoying the adulation
that was fully ‘due’ to him

Unfortunately, he was left dealing with
a thoughtless and fickle Nation

Was he bitter...?
His adrelin had pumped ceaselessly
New possibilities had momentarily
stared him in the face

Then, they had just as soon been snatched away

Yes,
i'd say he was bitter
And, sad to say
a very, very sore loser