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Kabir a great
Indian saint
Weaver by occupation
Weaved a fine turban
Worth two takkas
Dawn to dusk
He sat
Sell it worth the price
No buyer ready
Unless half price
Unsold he returned
When it grew dark 🌑
His neighbour saw him
There was a dialogue
Took charge of the turban
Next morning 🌅
Neighbour sat selling
Turban priced
Eight takkas
A customer bargained
Settled for five takkas
Within an hour
He returned
Filled Kabir's palm
Five takkas
The saint thus wrote:
"No buyer of righteous
World 🌍 believes
Naveen Malhotra Nov 2020
Husband and wife
They loved each other
Nine children were born
The couple often fought with each other
One accusing the other
For producing so many children
Things became bad to worse
Case filed for divorce
Honb'le Court with all the compassion and wisdom
At its command
Tried to bring rapproachment in couple's life
But failed in its efforts
Now  perforce divorce it had to decide
All other things were settled
Custody of children remained a ticklish issue
Neither of the parents
Was ready for custody of all nine children
Nor children could decide
Who to be with whom
Both the parents were adamant for equal division
The odd figure of nine was a big hindrance
Cutting a child into two pieces wasn't feasible
For it would have died
The couple prayed
The Honb'le Court
Defer the divorce petition for a year
They would produce one more
To make the number even
It would solve the problem
Make equal division of children possible
They made love
Everyday dreamt of happy divorce
Lo and behold
The day of new arrival arrived
Twins born to the noble guys
Nine plus two again an odd figure
Making equal division impossible
The couple realised
Whole excercise was futile
They decided to stay together for life
Inspired by a joke, this piece written in a lighter vein.
I'd love the way I'm eager & adrift
That's the only time to know confidently I Would lift!
How do you think about success?
Zack Ripley Aug 2020
"How do I become successful?"
"Are you alive?"
"Then you're already doing it.
Keep it up."
Fight for what you deserve
Keep going on & run
You're an aficionado of success
If you welcome aesthetics though!
Where Shelter Apr 2017
I The Hard Part
~ be a good friend

II The Easy Part
~ write what you feel
12:00am April 5, 2017
Sabika H Jan 2020
Once upon a time
There was a passion,
Like burning fire,
Boiling water,
Saturated with desire.
The thirst of needing to be seen,
To be heard,
To be free as a soaring bird
Was unquenchable and

It was so clear
It ruled out the anxiety
And the fear
Of being judged
Being wrong
And being crushed.

Now that passion has burned out,
What is left is the anxiety
The possibility
To fail.
Mark Toney Nov 2019
First commercially successful
Video game technology
Pong arcade video game
Made by Atari
Loved by millions instantly
Started an 80 billion dollar industry
Pong -no Ping-
Just Pong

Simplistic graphics still astound
Mesmerized by the sound
Pong, blip
Pong, blip
Pong, blip

Hah!  Point made
In the shade!
First to eleven
In Pong heaven
Pong, blip
Pong, blip
Pong, blip

A social lubricant it became
Relationships formed
Playing the game-
Rocking to our favorite songs
Staying awake all night long
Taking turns playing Pong
Pong -no Ping-
Just Pong
7/27/2019 - Poetry form: Rhyme - "Pong was the first commercially successful video game, which helped to establish the video game industry along with the first home console, the Magnavox Odyssey... The game has been remade on numerous home and portable platforms following its release. Pong is part of the permanent collection of the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, D.C. due to its cultural impact." -Wikipedia "Pong" - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2019
- Jun 2019
die, drunk broke and homeless, after failing

die, hanging from the ceiling after never trying


die successful
memoona kazmi Mar 2019
behind every successful woman,
is  a little confidence and a heartbreak that changed her outlook on the world....
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