Loafer

No lover no job no money in pocket
I am a lost necklace without a locket.

No smile no laughter no tears of joy
Can’t stand on my feet though grownup boy.

No hope no dream no more expectation
No care no soul no infatuation.

No light no goal no competition
No true friend and no consolation.

poem by Asif Andalib
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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