The I Of Competition Poem by Rimni chakravarty
The I Of Competition
This is a strange title?
The I of competition
What I mean in the race of life we try to win
Our aim is to win
Not with the togetherness
But focusing on the I that meets the jealous end
At the end whose loss?
I cannot say
Only question that does he sleep well or smile
In life when he breathes all the while
Does his subconscious pinch or prick him not?
I have no answer
Do you?
You my reader.
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