A new lease of life

When

I thought 

it was all over,

It started 

all over again.

I thought you were 

going to leave me.

But you clung to me

more passionately,

more forcefully.

I had already started

to shake you off.

But you came back to me

giving me a new perception,

of yourself and mine too.

With a brush with death,

Life, you have become

more meaningful,

more precious,

more giving.

And I take it all

with gratitude to 

The Almighty,

who sanctioned me 

A new lease of life.

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The Town is Painted Red

The Town is Painted Red

The town is painted Red,
There are Sales all around,
Salesmen wearing Red T-shirts 
And sales girls wearing Red Lipsticks, 
Guide the customers to spend more, 
to be Greedy , 
to buy more,
for the simple logic:  spend more,  save more.

Everything is on Sale,
just bread costs the same,
for which we earn and save, 
save and earn .

In the streets bustling with people
On the occasion of sale, 
A woman sits in the City Center
Singing a sad song with a very sad tone.
Hears like a song of longing , 
a song of times past,
a song of happiness bygone.
Like the song of the solitary reaper,
it's too in an alien language.

I hurry up past her 
each time,
for the fear
her sadness would engulf me...

Then I won't be able to buy anything...
Hence, won't be able to save anything!