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Life of  the choice maker,
never easy for him
Too many things to look at,
never helps

Smile at her,
hold someone else,
feel the third
Am I lost in lust?
Or is it just..
The passion of my mind?

Select the piece of the body
that troubles the least
And cut it into pieces
for all the pleasure of winning

Ripen the fruits of love
and squash them to a cider
Smear your worst desires
in the free slide and trounce

Meet this one or that one,
revoke your instincts?
Love or hate whatever,
just understand simple actions

Try and try, if tired…change,
wade through or wander
Fooling in the worst cases,
seriousness never helps

Ride along the normal route,
people are never with you
Content is the goat,
deterministic and pragmatic as ever

Reap what you get
from the smallest bargain and make
Rise above all in the quietude
and hit from the back

Almost unnoticed
reached the forefront, didn’t you?
The beauty? No one else saw you
get there and do it?

Blow your own trumpet
and ramp up the furnace, “Burn”
Leave the ashes for losers
to trace the trail, make your own

Reach the height with confidence
The beauty is evident in you
Don’t you need any support
Its all completely yours

The variety, the patters, the colors
Red, green, blue are all
Your own life in different phases
Live it and win it, all yours   

 – Saurabh Kumar
November 19, 2000

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