I mock when others do.

Earning was glamorous; I laboured.
Spending was glamorous; I idled away.
Losing was glamorous; I gambled.
Loving was glamorous; I pursued.
Leaving was glamorous; I pined.
Each one of them is mocked at
By those when they aren’t involved..
08.06.2007

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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