Loser?

At every stage of life
and at end of every game
after full of struggle and strife
emerges someone looking tame

They are looked down upon
cause they didnt finish top
do we have the courage to own
we didnt even try to prop

We judge them for their deeds
and say they were not good
we look for where they were weak
without knowing the effort they put

They are called losers by us
but who is a winner afterall
if you call this person a loser
i would love to be one

LIFE

My life is a world of dreams,
changing daily as if water streams.
Today i am in a gaily mood,
tomorrow its a total solitude.

I am staring at my future,
without knowing about my past.
Life is an ardent teacher,
and the knowledge you gain is vast.

I am falling for these dreams,
having no control as it seems.
Moving with crowds in my sleep,
and faces in my memory are bleak.

When shall i wake up from this night,
and get some light into this darkness.
when shall i diffrentiate between wrong and right,
and get rid of this loneliness.

Is there someone who can help me out,
or is everyones life in doubt,
i am losing time roaming about,
this life is making me shout.

Nature in our Life

Here is another try,
a poem on the sky,
the clouds, the moon, the sun,
and how they make us one;
the relation of them with us,
read it further to have trust:-

THE NATURE IN OUR LIFE

One day i saw the sky,
its changing moods i made a sigh;
I tried to relate it with ourselves,
and found our moods like the nature itself.

The sky was blue, the sun was high,
the fiery ball was shining bright;
Like a person confident of his qualities,
showing its aura to everyone it sees.

Then came a cloud like a lonely person unaware of his qualities,
which came through the path and even overshadowed the suns priorities;
But it did not have the strength to hold on,
and had to give way for the sun to shine along.

But then it gathered friends and joined hands with them,
covering the whole sky and showing their united strength;
With other people around it roared and gave a cry,
the sun had no other choice but to sit back and be wry.

Then the clouds parted and gave the sun some place,
a bond of new friendship rainbow was in space.

Then came the night and the moon stood up on his toes,
it shone the most in comparison to its starry foes;
It was an inconsistent performer one must say,
its performance first deteriorated then again advanced as we counted out the days.

But every other morning the moon became shy,
in the presence of the sun the moon bid a bye.

I thought intensely on this, while,
i knew, its not just the nature its our life.

A Friend

The person who knows all my faults;
all my shortcomings but never plots.
He is the person with whom i can share,
all my difficulties and ask for his prayer.
The person who helps me everywhere,
at every step and at every scare.

Everyone can boast of having a friend;
but see for yourself are you thinking on this trend.
A real friend will never leave you destitute,
if you are on the right path and success is in your route.
A friend is not the one who never interrupts,
when you are on the wrong path he's the first one to resurrect.
He tells you your mistakes in private in your cell,
and helps you to wipe them,off your personnel.

Judge yourself on these lines and see where you stand
Are you not being complacent very early with your friends