I’m not a loser!
- Suryakant Verma
I walked across a tight-lipped river
I wonder it wouldn't gaze upon
That so-called smear of loser
My dumbness was wearing on!
The clattering voice of branches
The dawn chorus of crane
Even babbling of the water
Evoked laughing like a drain.
I wonder it wouldn't gaze upon
That so-called smear of loser
My dumbness was wearing on!
The clattering voice of branches
The dawn chorus of crane
Even babbling of the water
Evoked laughing like a drain.
I lose, lost ,I 'm a loser
I myself can't explain
Might it would pint-sized for them
But it was an intense pain.
I myself can't explain
Might it would pint-sized for them
But it was an intense pain.
I raged rashly,
On mirrors of the god,
Out of blue they answered me
With hastily looped applaud!
I sensed what they barbed
I knew there's a chase,
I didn't lose the game that day
I just found the winner of the race!
On mirrors of the god,
Out of blue they answered me
With hastily looped applaud!
I sensed what they barbed
I knew there's a chase,
I didn't lose the game that day
I just found the winner of the race!

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