Tuesday, 29 January, 2008

A Loser's Song


What do you, who raise your victory staff,
know of those bodies lying in a sacrificed stack

What do you, who stand with their heads held high,
know of the shame of a broken bac

What do you, who shed winning tears for the tabloid shots,
know of the strength behind a loser's plight

What do you, who have songs sung in their wake,
know of the weight of walking an anonymous mile

What do you, whose love is cherished and trust true,
know of a broken heart and a bleeding trust

What do you, who stand to receive your medals,
know of a dream amidst sweat and dust
lost
What do you, who call yourselves the mighty winners,
know of the piteous moans of a dying ego

What do you, who have never known loss,
know of the chained freedom of letting go...



PS: i had written a poem on similar lines years ago on some scrap of paper from the back of my school register.. from what i remember of it.. i think it was much better than this one.. so i plan to look for it.. if i am lucky i might find it yellowing in some old diary.. would post it here if i find it.. till then i hope you like this one..


take care

*hugs*

#queenbee#

22 comments:

d SINNER!!! said...

all i can say is...hard hitting!

do try and find that one....wud be nys to read that one as well...

:D

s.H.a.S.h.I said...

wah re. bee.. bahut accha likhti hai tu... thts was really beautiful...
even more beautiful.. is the female in the pic. :D .. beautiful eyes... :P

Anonymous said...

I raise my victory staff, as i see bodies lying around;
content that only my strength denied me such a fate.

I stand with my head held high,
reminiscing the many precautions taken,
just to avoid a broken back.

I shed a tear of exhilaration,
knowing, at last victory is mine.
acknowledging my rival who seconds me..in his loss.

I hear songs sung in my wake;
applaud the singers who flash their anonymous smile.

I find my love cherished;
still, the ancient pain of my lil broken heart...haunts me;
I use the trust bestowed upon me as a pain vanquisher.

As I receive my medals, i spend a minute in silence...
a silent requiem to those who lost; to those who shared the same dust and grime with me.

I the winner, pat myself; how i defeated bloated egos with mere humility...

You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'. -Homer Simpson

:P

p.s.
nys effrt
m Impressed

umangexuberance said...

@d sinner
yes i plan to go on a treasure hunt through all my old diaries today..
who knows i might find something else to share with all of you here.. God haven't opened those diaries in almost four years.. even though i have brought them all to the hostel and they have a tiny shelf dedicated to them in my small cupboard..
:sigh: sometimes even i can't understand myself (PS: make that most of the times :D )

umangexuberance said...

@shashi
thnku thnku h ji :D
and d female :sigh: wish i was as pretty :D

umangexuberance said...

@anonymous
hey
lovely poem... though quite different from the point of view i had in mind while writing this one.. thanks a lot :)
and please do leave your name next time
take care
:)

freesherry said...

nice poem.. made me think
looking forward to reading the other one
take care

maverick said...

nice piece of writing... :)..waiting for the next one to come up...will add on to this one..if i get a few words going :)

Anonymous said...

u kno me
:P

btw, do kno sm loserz who hav an easy win and they gloat abt it, as if they have conquered the world.
And many guys do act like this in love.

p.s.
wot's in a name?
does it matter?
:D

Sam said...

Sad but beautiful.. :)

Gonecase said...

Don't like to listen to these tunes from your speaker !!

Bubbles of FireWhisky said...

devastating in its simplicity

umangexuberance said...

@freesherry
thanks :)

umangexuberance said...

@maverick
thanks.. i hope u can :)

umangexuberance said...

@anonymous
well, yes i do know loser's like that.. but who is to blame them.. life is kind to them so how can we expect them to see its ugly side

PS: nothing is in a name. But the identity is important. Do u really know me? now you have me intrigued.

umangexuberance said...

@sam.. hmmm.. thanks :)

umangexuberance said...

@gonecase.. lol.. its just a poem i wrote.. triggered by the memory of another..

umangexuberance said...

@firewhisky
thanks :)

Ashu said...

gret words

umangexuberance said...

@ashu
thank you

Vandita said...

wow is the world...
please try and find the register one too :)
and sorry for being so late...chk my blog and u'll know why!

umangexuberance said...

@vands
ita ok baby.. i know
and yes i'll pakka se try and find it today.. thanks for reminding me ;)