Soumita Sarkar

Loss or Gain

This is not a phrase flowing out of trance

We don’t realize the sheer importance

Until we lose something ‘non-precious’

The status tag immediately changes

All of a sudden that thing dry and useless

Becomes valuable and absolutely flawless

Till time measures length and it’s weary way

We fail to produce a fondness or even a say

Once out of sight and out of palpable reach

We regain the worth and start to preach

Had we succumbed to a bit of sensitiveness

No need would’ve arouse to taste loneliness



To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.