Only losses I have met,
Success is to me a stranger,
Mine is a totally bad Kismet,
Comes to me only danger,
I am that fate's pathetic puppet,
Viewed worse than a scavenger,
Not even a single success,
Got only defeats in excess,
Caught by a Hellish stress,
I am now ready to depart,
By fully accepting the blame,
In severe agony, I just contort,
After losing badly in this life-game,
Nothing to comfort my poor heart,
I have experienced only shame ?
M V Venkataraman