CITRUS!!

Reloading some nails...orange and yellow!

Have a bright one!!

The 999th

There's only one
And then there are three
Then five and going on to ten

Then that tenth is the one thrived upon
Because it was the relative run
And other times because it is the long awaited

But on getting up and around
Tenth grows to thirtieth
Knowing by then there's the mass of hidden imperfection in it

Not imperfection but fact behind the plague
Opportunity to save the other
A simple wave then and a genuine smile

Thirtieth to a hundredth
And to forget the source of the spokes
Now at 999th; but glad to know the centre.

'OFTEN'

Often times, 
More often than we think
Often times,
More often than we perceive
Often times,
More often than we speak

In these 'often times'
Thoughts in the mind
Whispers of the heart
Words on the tongue

Use of these
Figure of speech
But in reality 
How often they wrongly twitch

Yet, often, we need not understand
Even in the rupture
But to look beyond
And bold in the cold

Living beyond that
That will matter
Living within them
That will not count

Links and expectations
Forming or falling
Knowing and in acting
Than playing a retro mind game 

In forming, then realignment and learning
In falling, humility then yearning
Define and live
If anything, relive often