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Tale Of A Loser

Poetry By: Mathilakath

This poem is about a person who wanted to reach great heights but went out of course somewhere in the struggle and ended up a loser

Submitted:Mar 13, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I took a flight with sky to seize,

High above the cabalistic haze.

Permeated with zest to spare,

For I was a kite with none to care.

Wings fanned out beyond fathom,

With a will to dream for Elysium.

Lost all I had in a gust,

As I crossed esoteric mist.

Did the most dreaded come over ,

Unknown pounced on me like a Cougar.

Everything lost to the crooked mist,

Even the sky for which I had thirst.

Now I fly like a vagabond ,

With nothing to take me beyond.

All I hear is a lonely murmur

Narrating to world tale of a loser.


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