Only losses I have met
Success is to me a stranger
Mine is a very bad Kismet
Comes to me only danger
I am fate's pathetic puppet
Treated worse than a scavenger
Not even a single success
Got only defeats in excess
Caught by a hellish stress
I am ready to depart
By fully accepting the blame
In severe agony I contort
After losing badly life-game
Nothing to comfort my heart
I have experienced only shame
M V VENKATARAMAN
mv.venkataraman@gmail.com
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