Being Number 4

I am not
in the lime light
I know

I have
no regrets
though

Seldom
do i taste
victory

I hate to be
one among the
top three

For it is
always the
number four

That
has made me
grow

Has never
disturbed my
solitude

And helped
me build my
attitude

Being the
number four is
no sin

I can
go fourth
and win

The Babel

That strech of silence
Amidst the babel around me
Finally made me sense
I was not a part of thee

At that instance of time
I could not resist that feeling
For in their diction
Friendship had a different meaning

A meaning that
Did not include the part
Of listening
To one other s heart

N when i decided
That i need to explain
Alas I was
Thrown into the Babel again