Palas Kumar Ray

Rookie - 288 Points (20-05-1963 / India)

Four - Poem by Palas Kumar Ray

My Nine is just
not comfortable with Four.
But it recurs in life
not bothering
what I wish not to recur.

There were also numbers
between one to nine
other than four
but to my great surprise
the registration number
of my new bike came
which numerologically counts

Can I really blame myself
if I start worrying
a bit More! ! !

The number Four
greatly recurred
when my daughter was born
on 13th the four
and since then
my Nine must have been
matching with the four
in love and friendship.

So, I don't fear
if four recurs
even in my insurance
policy number.

Four just pulls the breaks
of my mind only for once
when I tend to accelerate
the speed of my motorbike.

© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved. 

Topic(s) of this poem: father daughter

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, June 6, 2014

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