My lady luck got lost to my bad luck
and she hid herself so mysteriously
that me –the poor
went on seeking and repenting,
hands outstretched and feet proceeded
towards an unknown way of life
for embracing her company and love.
Alas! Still the got up game is on and on
To make me defeated and humiliated
In its each and every round.
I wish today to look my troubles in the face
as a brave man in throwing down the gauntlet
to my painful settlement with bad luck,
sketching a sweet smile -
own produced or borrowed,
on my lips,
filling the pools of my eyes up with golden dreams,
blooming a rose in my paradise-
composed in my heart
and singing a song to let my heart out
to each and every dreamful eyes.
Maybe, my bad-luck will surrender to my lady luck
and a new hide and seek game will be started again
keeping the crown reserved for the experienced head.
Author Bio:
Pijush Kanti Deb is an Associate Professor in Economics in India. He has had more than 140 poems and haikus accepted or published by Indian and international publishers since June 2013, including: Tajmahal review, Camel Saloon Blog Spot, E-pao.Net, Dead Snake Blog Spot, Down in the Dirt, Poetic Monthly Magazine, Poems and Poetry Blog Spot, Poetry 24 Blog Spot, Long Story Short, Gean Tree Haiku Journal, My Word Wizard, and A Handful of Stones, Kalkion, Verse Engine, The Apple Tree, High Coupe, Madswril, Whisper, Mel Brake Press, The Voices Project, Vox Poetica, Kritya, Criterion,Calvary Cross. Muse India, Busting and Droning Magazine, Pennine Ink , The Artistic Muse, Guwahatian, Shayari.mobi, Galaxy International and Sentinel Quarterly.
and she hid herself so mysteriously
that me –the poor
went on seeking and repenting,
hands outstretched and feet proceeded
towards an unknown way of life
for embracing her company and love.
Alas! Still the got up game is on and on
To make me defeated and humiliated
In its each and every round.
I wish today to look my troubles in the face
as a brave man in throwing down the gauntlet
to my painful settlement with bad luck,
sketching a sweet smile -
own produced or borrowed,
on my lips,
filling the pools of my eyes up with golden dreams,
blooming a rose in my paradise-
composed in my heart
and singing a song to let my heart out
to each and every dreamful eyes.
Maybe, my bad-luck will surrender to my lady luck
and a new hide and seek game will be started again
keeping the crown reserved for the experienced head.
Author Bio:
Pijush Kanti Deb is an Associate Professor in Economics in India. He has had more than 140 poems and haikus accepted or published by Indian and international publishers since June 2013, including: Tajmahal review, Camel Saloon Blog Spot, E-pao.Net, Dead Snake Blog Spot, Down in the Dirt, Poetic Monthly Magazine, Poems and Poetry Blog Spot, Poetry 24 Blog Spot, Long Story Short, Gean Tree Haiku Journal, My Word Wizard, and A Handful of Stones, Kalkion, Verse Engine, The Apple Tree, High Coupe, Madswril, Whisper, Mel Brake Press, The Voices Project, Vox Poetica, Kritya, Criterion,Calvary Cross. Muse India, Busting and Droning Magazine, Pennine Ink , The Artistic Muse, Guwahatian, Shayari.mobi, Galaxy International and Sentinel Quarterly.
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