A POET, I AM NOT

A POET, I AM NOT………

A writer jotting down

     A novel, random thought

         Playing with words, in deserted parks

              My only friends, by a long shot

          Calculating the win-loss ratio

             Of the countless battles fought.

   Singing doleful melodies

           With longings that are fraught.

              Loving, losing and loving again

              Life has been a lengthy draught

            A dreamer and a drifter maybe

                    A poet, I am not. A poet, I am not………....

                                                     Anurag