Dice roll, ingredients bare
and flavours lure to the table.
Cards hold you with a glamorous stare.
Unruffled faces, with a clink of a coin shuffle.
Stripped off his peace,
‘double’, yells a gambler,
teasing the fate with cubical piece.


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About Rahul Aithal

I am from Mumbai, India. Composing poems gives me immense pleasure. Few poetic sites I write on are -,, and, recently Avant-Garde-Writer's Haven (on Facebook). You could browse my other writes on my private blog, I am glad to have joined this site, thanks to Louis. I hope to add value and get the group going.

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