Loss in both ways

When I had vigour
I had no valour;
When I gathered valour
I had lost my vigour.
End is zero.

When I was eager
The means were meager;
When I grew richer
I had lost to be eager.
End is cipher.

When I was pretty
I was shy;
When I outgrew shyness
I had shed my beauty.
End is at naught.

When there was youth
No means to adorn with;
When there were means
Where is my youth?
End is the nil.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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