A Teasing Heart At Stock Market
My heart beats faster,
Whenever I see the signal,
It is winging at me,
It is teasing me relentlessly,
It is spoiling me uncontrollably,
Are the positive signals
Green in color?
Yes, It is green.
Why does the racing heart,
beat faster than ever,
When the signal is red?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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