Again the day had come
When I had concentrated on those coins
That was all for mine but lost
And the cyclone rolled those dust with gust
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Very sad write. One is not a looser till one doesn't feel within. As long as will power is there, he can never be a looser..... But if lost from inner heart, even if he may be successful, he will remain as looser.... A looser can be winner and a winner one can be a looser too. Beautiful write. Loved reading it.
i also say, this is a very sad poem of a life that we see any where in the world... Nice imagery with real poetic feelings.. very nicely written..