On Losing

You think of me; I think of him.
You picture me; I picture him.
You want me; I need him.
You dream of me in all my sweetness;
I dream of him in all his glory.
You hate me for not loving you back;
I resent him for not noticing me.
And we both think that he is, perhaps,
the luckiest bastard on the planet!
Yet, no one notices his sad smiles,
and no one pays attention
to the depth in his depressed Joy.
Sometimes, no one wins
and everybody is a loser.

 A/N: Written ages ago, but still applicable… =/ The beautiful art does not belong to me. It was taken from here: http://justjanga.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-triangles-and-daisy-bellamy.html

8 comments

  1. drewdog2060drewdog2060 · November 18, 2013

    What a tangled web we weave. This really made me think and, to be honest I still don’t wholly understand it’s meaning but it does, none the less speak to me.

    • anumshafique · November 19, 2013

      I am flattered that the poem spoke to you! Thank you so much! 🙂

  2. Syun Pandey · November 19, 2013

    A very touching poem…. I loved it. The same feelings resonates everywhere. I see like him to her, and again from her to the another guy. Good writing.

  3. followyourshadow · November 19, 2013

    Very well said…sometimes, no one wins and everybody is a loser. Beautiful poem.

  4. kittywhoops · November 22, 2013

    woah! it speaks so much about what i am feeling right now…

    • anumshafique · November 22, 2013

      I hope your feelings get sorted out soon! 🙂 thank you so much for reading my poem and I feel honoured that I was able to voice your emotions…

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