Part of me


Part of me wins

When part of me looses 

So, it;s always a draw 


I play with me 

The games untold, 

I recall numbers, 

Fair and bold 


Leap of faith, 

I must make, 

Calculated risks 

I must take, 



















When the sun rises, 

I wake up with vigour , 

I fix my circumference, 

Anxious and eager, 


To look for signs, 

Subtle and clear, 

Spend my pennies, 

Cheap or dear, 


Behold o demons, 

There is nothing much to take 

Leave these territories, 

For humanity’s sake, 


Angels o from heaven, 

Don't dwell for long 

Let the men suffer, 

And make them strong 














Coz there is a dawn today, 

Beautiful and handsome, 

Coz there is lawn there , 

To try a match greensome, 


With beauty, would come risks, 

With balls, there would be kicks, 

But you would further, 

With passing time, 

And you would advance , 

With sips of lime, 


Coz part of me wins, 

When part of me looses, 

Part of me grabs, 

The life from nooses , 

And all comes to me 

And all comes to me 

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