Return Of Investment

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Addition of a new member to the family,

A boy, a vehicle to carry forward the family-line,

An evidence of vitality,

an evidence of prayers answered.

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:::INVESTMENTS:::

Phase1:

All the clothes and all the toys,

All the care he must have, he gets.

Phase2:

The best school, the best tutors,

The safest transport, the weighty-foods,

Phase3:

Additional support, like crutches,

Aid to make him stand on his 2 feet,

that he had all along.

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:::RETURNS:::

His first paycheck lands,

Probably a token of appreciation,

Provided he is overcome by joy.

---Phase1 of Recovery---

The boy wants a girl, for rest of his life,

or so is the plan, leads to A marriage,

Followed by a lumpsome down-payment,

---Phase2 of Recovery---

Boy+Girl= you know what, Hopefully,

Seemingly the Highest gain,

Satisfaction, But always a desire for more,

To live and watch the next genration of investments.

---Phase3 of Recovery---

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The Balloon

Red Rubbery Balloon,

Fuelled with air, In and Out,

Bouncing, Jumping, Flying,

Without any bound..

Tethered to a string,

Pulled by a hand,

It follows and floats,

A Servile Living.

Bright and vigorous,

Retorts always, never retreats,

Bursting at its seams,

healthy as can be.

Time catches Up,

Air oozes out,

Or, just the seams hold no more,

It falls from grace, it deflates,

Slowly fades away,

With a Dying wish,

that someone again,

kisses and blows in life,

and brings it back

to its Springy Ways. . .

The Candle Light

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Candle light,

flickering Candle light,

Swaying in the breeze,

Lighting up our eyes.

Under a starry night,

In a greeny meadow,

with a River coursing by,

And a Candle in the centre.

Sitting cross-legged,

On the grass facing each,

the naughty River chattering by,

A lone bird chirping lonely.

Sitting cross-legged,

Me and She, holding hands,

The  candle between us,

Our centre of the world.

In the nippy starry night,

Soft carressing warmth,

from the flickering candle,

Two hearts warming up, to,

One Another.

The river chattering by,

Two smiles glowing,

Warms up the candle,

Wax it sweats more.

Sitting cross-legged facing each,

Fingers on the Other lips each,

Stealing kisses with such ease,

Poor Candle droops its flame, 

With shyful shame!

Starry sky fading away,

Dawn making its way,

A lone bird chirping lonely,

Flys away, seeking a duet.

The sun intrudes me and she,

the candle coughs its last breath,

It goes pufffffffff , with a smoke,

And So leaves our secret tryst,

Without any trace.

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Based On A true story, Yet to Happen!! :D

Close Your Eyes

->   Close your eyes,  <-

And, What do you see?

<-  Nothing,  -> 

I'd rather want to Feel. 

->   To look Inside  <-

Is also to feel,

that might be hiding,

 Within.

<-  Let is be so hidden,  ->

Concealed, 

Better not to, 

Seek Nor See. 

Experience it, 

Untouched.

 ->   These are those,  <-

 Which are 

 Ought not to be sought,

 But are those which

 Can Only be,

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 Aroused.

In Conversation with a Friend.

The First Fall

Today was the day,

time to go,

time to depart.

I woke up.

trying to gulp,

food and water,

the heart pounding,

round the neck. 

Walking towards it,

shivering, getting numb,

try to wander away,

but once along the flow,

there is no other way.

pearls of perspiration,

drooping along the face,

screams flying in the distance,

scare me spirits away.

Sitting in the chair,

fastening me tight,

now no escape,

now no fight.

It begins slow,

Go up and up,

my senses plummet,

down and down.

At the peak,

A brief moment of silence,

And the great free fall.

Time just flew by,

And so did I,

My first roller-coaster ride,

And yes,

I am still ALIVE! 

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