A race of a loser
One more day along the world to go,
Old days are clinged to me to and fro.
Not today but there will be a day,
When crowd will call me a star in fey.
Lame scum people do win at last,
You can’t change time, it is time to change your past.
I have looked beautiful because I have friends as reward,
Success hurts, when you don’t have friends to celebrate with award.
By Randhir Kaur Vohra