Nature loves symmetry
Letters of the
Temple,Masjid and church are same
Geeta,Quran and Bible are the same
even Life and Dead have the same.
Hate and Love have the same
Anger and Happy have the same.
Right and Wrong have the same.
Cry and Joy have the same.
Rich and Poor have the same
Fail and Pass have the same.
Negative and Positive have the same.
Even the opposite loves the "Symmetry"
      then why not Human being?

Women are the symbol
                   Of
Power,kindness,beauty , care
                     and
most important is the creation.

After the ball game
on the high school
playing field
Shoshana is still

sitting there
with another girl
so I go over to her
and she blushes slightly

and I say
what did you think?
she looks at me
and says

not very good
are you?
I smile
no not much

but they will
insist I play
at least you're honest
she says

I am
best way
I reply
the other girl

stands up and says
don't want to play
gooseberry see you
later Shoshana

and she walks off
something I said?
I say
no I think she finds

boys embarrassing
Shoshana says
I look at her
sitting there

dark hair
long straight
bell will ring
in a minute

she says
best get back
towards school
she stands up

and I say
where do you live?
I live a little way away
I get a school bus home

she says
so do I
I say
I know you do

she says
you get on
the same bus
as I do

I look at her
do I?
yes you've not seen me
I get on as quick

as I can
she says
I see you though
a bell rings

from school
well see you later then
I say
and she's off

leaving me there
and I wander back to school
across the grass
watching her go

her slight figure
in the afternoon sun
taking note
of her neat ***.

I've carried different flags in my day ..Worn tired emotions on both
sleeves ... Call me the King of Altruism .. The poet that hid as the shot glasses slammed the kitchen table harder with each drink .. The sight of Smirnoff ***** bottles are wicked painful to this very day .. The little ******* that sent his thoughts to the secret blue sky with wooden matches and red eyes so no one could read them .. Never understood , doomed and terminally depressed ..No hope .. No cure ... Everything is getting 'tighter' year after year.. Tighter I would say .. The house , the last bastion of private contemplation and solace is growing small .. Like the injured animal it's sheltering tonight .. Wringing out the last bit of memory on a web site , until the well eventually runs dry ... No more running or hanging on to the left arm with the right hand ..Goodbye Reflections , facing the living dead , Genuflections regarding the waste of days .. Hours of atrophy fulfilled ..