Loser…
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Loading ...Small, lonely,
Down to earth.
Controlled and pitied,
Shamed since birth.
A ‘loser’ in this world,
Trying to find his place.
Not too slow to keep-up,
But forced to give-up the chase.
Always the underdog,
Scorned and teased by his mates.
Deprived of what he likes, and forced
To be proud of what he hates.
Scared and confused,
Searching blindly in the haze,
For someone to hold his hand,
Someone to guide him through the maze.
His mother disappointed,
His father ashamed.
They didn’t teach him to smile,
But for the frown he was blamed.
Walking behind them,
Only now struggling to keep the pace.
While they made excuses,
And called him their lost-case.
He was the ugly-duckling,
And not the black sheep.
A mere late bloomer,
If they’d bothered to look deep.
He wasn’t a ‘born-loser’,
If not a perfect ace.
Like a simple sweet song,
Which lacked the loud bass.
Searching for love,
Slowly reaching his teens.
Trying to stand-up, to stand out,
To speak-up, through all his means.
But they laughed and smirked.
They told him, he lacked the grace.
And so began the doubt, the wish
That somehow, himself he could replace.
Why when he was sad,
There was no one to care.
Why when he was happy, if ever,
There was no one to share.
He was now tired,
Tired of questioning empty space.
He couldn’t go any further,
No more could he stand the disgrace.
Awaking one evening,
Drenched in his own sweat.
Squinting out the window,
Though the sun had set.
The people around him looked scared,
And strangely out of place.
As he lay, in a pool of his own blood
A smile lighting his face.
Speeding through scenes and colors,
As though running past dreams.
Oblivious to the people helping him,
And the sobs and screams.
They were finally there,
With their world at his feet.
But they couldn’t keep-up,
With his slow heart-beat.
He at-last felt loved
As he felt death’s embrace.
No-one could catch-up,
As loser won the race.
4 Comments
It’s too long. Very well written, but the length may be putting off some people 
great skills apoorv!!
aPOorV Reply:
March 23rd, 2009 at 5:53 pm
yea……tht might be it…with so many poems to read people might be skipping the long ones…. thanks a lot anyway preeti….more so coz u took the time to read it…. 
Good storytelling- Am surprised that there are no comments !
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aPOorV Reply:
March 23rd, 2009 at 11:27 am
thnks…. i dunno y thr r no more comments…. maybe it wasn’t liked as much…
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