A loser fated to doom
Blinded by his aspirations
Falsely applauded by the crowd
Couldnt see that his attempts
Were a mere performance
And his desperation to win
Were on ridicule
A show for the crowd
Applause was mockery
Smiles were smirks
His life was a show
For them to get entertained of
He realized when everyone was gone
Lights out
He fell on his knees
In utter hopelessness
He tries to get up
His body though gives up
The world spins around
His breath as becomes rugged
Rest of him too falls on ground
As he hears distant chatter
Glimpse of smile forms on his face
As his eyes become too heavy
His whole life was a lie
A purposeless mockery
For he was a loser on stage
Faliure in life
His body now a worthless sag
As his breath becomes numb
One possession in life was breath of his own
A clinging mess of his soul
Now finally he lets it go
Thus the loser dies after his show
Nazia zahra
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Author:
nazia (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments4
Sad and dark this poem reflects a hopeless feeling where effort does not matter
Really talentuous !
Indeed, the applauds and smiles of others can be fake. They can be ridicule. But we mistake them for real applause. This is the tragedy. They are able to make it up for so long, and we fail to notice.
this is a very impactful poem..makes one completely indulged in it..amazing..the way u hv described that feeling of not being good enough..fakeness of this world..being left alone in the end..that was awesome..😢💞
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