Loss and Profit

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What is Loss?

If the loss is

changeable

according to

situations!

The loss is

To be bankrupt

To be jobless

To be guilty

To be forgotten

Or the loss is losing

Your loved ones

In the fight of

Life and death.

 

What is Profit?

Wining a lottery

Lakhs in account

To be beautiful

Luxuries around.

Or the profit is

Having the dear

Ones around

Giving affection

And strength.

 

Loss and Profit

Depend on each other

To compliment the equation

For a luminescent outcome

In the reality of life

To give the luminescent

Mixture in the limelight.

 

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Luminescent


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Roller coaster

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On the roller coaster

I was feeling so high

Like a diamond

In the sky.

 

On the roller coaster

You and I

Were riding on a magical horse

full of treasures and pleasures.

 

On the roller coaster

Excitement was jumping high

My stomach was churning

With the crushing air.

 

On the roller coaster

The eyes were closed

With the wet hands

The water was churning

And the boat was moving

While coming down.

 

I had goosebumps

On this moving ride

Flying in an

Open air, holding hands

His presence made me

take an oath

Of togetherness.

 

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Churn


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O! thou scenery!

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O! thou scenery

thou emerged in my eyes

like dreams so high

I can feel the warmth

of thy shine, in the colours

of the sunshine.

O! thou nature

I explore the world

with the love of thy

warmth beneath my feet

The sky, the mountains

make me amazed, to explore

the depth of theirs.

O! thou scenery

the coziness in

thy open arms

is like a soft foam

why not to gather this foam,

to create an aura of love.

Exploring India, is

nevertheless bogus than

Europe, I told myself

while I was peeping

through the window.

O! thou scenery

thou art beautiful

like a princess

I asked, “why princess”

as thou art always

decorated with the

seasons of the nature.

Thou blush, thou shine,

thou cry, thou shout,

thou laugh with all

colours of life!

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Explore



Photo taken on road trip #exploring India

His radiant smile!

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His radiant smile is creating much nuance

of the feeling of being shy, every time his eyes

 

glitter with the wish to seduce the touch of the

innocence. His radiant confidence dare not change

 

the existing truth of mine, keeps me fully

charged to match his mind. His radiant aura has

 

a magnificent pleasure as the treasures of life, what

if, the pleasures turn to be little soggy on the path of

 

hurdles. The only satisfying fact is his radiant smile,

that every time gives me signal to forget the worries

 

of that time, which had restlessness at the back of mind.

One may have a shining skin to attract the first time but his

 

radiant personality needs no such thing, it’s only the

acceptance that keeps him radiant and different.

 

So let’s be radiant in this world with much acceptance

of the flaws.

 

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Radiant


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The Warning!

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She warned

He warned

They warned

Nothing came out

In the end.

 

The warnings

Were hiding

To betray

The angel

To teach

The lesson.

 

Why the lesson

Is learned

Only after

Being ditched?

 

She warned

He warned

They warned

But nobody

Had the daring

To play safe.

 

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Warning


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The betrayal

 

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The betrayal

is upset

with the result,

which came

after being betrayed

by the storms of life.

 

Who has valid

reason

the betrayal

or the one

being betrayed?

 

Who will tell

the truth

of the life?

 

The answers

feel shy

to face

the reality,

everyone is

right, it’s only

the time that

keeps shuffling.

 

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Betrayed


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On the beach!

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Under the sky

Where the waves rhyme

That noise was

Like a quartet

Of Beethoven

To my ears.

 

On the beach

Craving to grasp

His hands softly

And tightly

To feel the watery

Effect in his eyes

Like the touch of

His fingers

On my spine.

 

On the beach

The waves giggling

To come at my feet

Like I giggle

To kiss him with pride

When the drops of love

Singing the song

Of Beethoven.

 

On the beach

The sun kissed

Quartet, arranging

The love tune

To start a ball dance

Under the bright sky.

 

Slowly and gradually

The hot sand

Is getting cooler

With the wet love

Of the loving souls.

 

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via Daily Prompt: Quartet

Quartet


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Poetry to Micropoetry

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Poetry to Micropoetry

“my veins are still

flooded with light

to purify the blood

to pump the words

to flow in a rhythm

to dance with the functioning

of my body

so that the content

should fall in place

giving life to the verses

of my spine.”

 

O! my Micro poetry

you have the essence

of the contemporary

society.

But the ink is fighting

to decide the genre

in a decade 

as the literary world 

denies your existence 

in the world of expression

thinking it’s too micro 

to rejuvenate the rhythm

of the pages of life.

 

Nevertheless, every form of art 

is idiosyncratic in its own

why to collate each other

why not to lionise and fete 

your arrival as the bride 

of the handsome groom

on the red carpet!

 

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via Daily Prompt: Micro

Micro


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Inefficient

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Inefficient is the mind

When it’s loaded

With a sonnet of crime

A crime of love!

 

Teach my heart

Not to love

But to be lost

In the oceans

Of the crime.

 

The Shakespearean

Sonnet, gives me

The reasons

To fall for this crime.

 

Teach my ink

To write

“thou art”

not

“you are.”

 

Efficient is the mind

When the sonnet of crime

Becomes the expression

Of literature.

 

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via Daily Prompt: Inefficient

Inefficient


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In the dreams

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In the dreams

She saw this faceless being

Stunning and sympathetic

Tendering his resignation

Of the wedding bells

In the light of darkness

Of the first sight.

 

In the dreams

She saw this faceless being

Dusky and charismatic

Doting on her

Till the last breath of the spring

In the presence of sunshine

Of the first rendezvous.

 

Sad is the time

When she could not

Recognise this faceless being

The years of attention

Fail to carve his figure

Even on the sand of time

O! my stranger…….

 

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Faceless


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