Treasure Island

Pranab K. Chakraborty

(West Bengal)

For The Baby Whom Not Know Yet


tactical benefit
always brings
temporary gain
temporary
temporary
and ultimately
you'll see
you have already
been targeted
by some others
other point of benefit
and will lose
many havings
you saved as your own

tactical benefit
always brings
the opportunity
of being tactically
cheated

which you acquire
by perseverance
and with your own
skill and efficiency
treasures are those
it resides
within your soul
brings pleasure
when you share it
with others

Submitted: Friday, October 11, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 31, 2013

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12/10/2013

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