Happy As They Are Happy.. Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Yeah, Yeah, I will..
Go for a broke...
Yeah, yeah, I will...
Now count the ticking stroke.

I am happy I am a loser.
They are up and I am under.
I am happy as they are happy
And I won`t mourn at my blunder.

There must be some tears
on the heap of huge laughter.
There must be some fears
In those who are real victors.

When I meet myself in a corner
And we talk there or just whisper
All sighs then gather and so closely go over;
The mark sheet speaks I am an underachiever.