A boy without ambition

 Cycles of bull and bear,  To mull all I bare!  My money and his money,  To gain all their money!  Slicing from moon, till noon!  With a bun, in the sun!  Red and Green,  Seen and Unseen!  A plumber of number,  An uncanny math,  Or a pure Gamble?  An unexplained fact,  The rising graph after my sell,  The falling graph after my buy!  Fair and Unfair,  Rich and Poor!  Above All, Money to lose, lose and lose  To win, win and win!  A life of bet all set!!!  - Yashas Ray

 Alcoyne, a young soul was roaming around the village of Saranath. The villagers were quite dull due to the outraging sun and the continuous work of the day. Everyone wanted to rest but the time which they lived in always demanded more work. There was a little boy in the village whose name was Maitreya and was always interested in art and beauty. He wanted to paint all the mountains and rivers of the world. For him art was a way of life and the epitome of living. One fine day he came across an enchanting painting of the river Ganges flowing across the Himalayas, the painting has everything that could capture one's eyes and very being. The art was stuck in his mind and moved his heart. He was dissolved into it totally. The river , the flowing waters and the shimmering light, the floating clouds and the rising sun, everything occupied his life. The painting seemed more real day by day. Maitreya wanted to find out the artist behind this immense work. He began searching for it and coul...

ME AND YOU THEM AND THEY IN A TWILIGHT IT RAINED HEAVILY THE EARTH SILENT I WAS BLESSED ON A SNOWDROP THE LIGHT FELL FOREST , A HEAVEN.