Being an ‘albatross’

Eyes look within my heart,
I wonder, how and what,
I have become?
Sometimes, I hurt,
Sometimes, I break hearts,
I wonder,
What has become of my being.
I don’t put question marks,
I know, I am one who inflicts pain,
When life was to be beautiful,
I made things look ugly,
I had put on them, stains.
I was wishful, to be a hero,
Yet I ended up,
Becoming a loser.
Loser in love,
Lover in dreams,
I end, here I accept my loss.
I was never a hero,
I was an albatross.

Gagandeep Singh Vaid 

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