why
do certain things happen
try
to correlate, connect
mere
co-incidents?
but
unable to accept
Maybe
a mental block,
but
I ponder if it's
a
fair or an awful luck
events
occur on their own
yet
a strange belief, grown
the
things happened,
ought
to happen
d'
genesis of superstition
I
firmly believe it,
you
may call it a fuss
or
brand me as superstitious
What's a bad-omen mean,
and
what's auspicious?
I'm
meticulously watchful,
yet
de trop suspicious
Passing
under a ladder
makes
life hell,
progress
at a standstill or
moves
on at d' pace of a snail
A
cat crossing d' road,
noted
as a bad omen
trip
to be started
afresh
and again
An
explosive sneeze,
maybe
a nasal irritation
perilous
storm ahead,
is
d' simple indication
warns
not to proceed further
may
face thunder roars,
and
rough weather
A
certain TV propitious,
I
ought to watch,
for
a spectacular win
in a
cricket match
All
the good in life
are
achieved soon
pursuing
d' laid down
notions
of superstition
I
believe in omens,
need
no evidence
in
few odds, I often
smell
an excellence
no
concern to analyze,
d'
sum of truth/ nuisance
you
may call it a fuss
or
brand me as superstitious
Irrational folk talks,
valid
logical proof absent
future
crop ups foretold,
linking
unrelated events
Extra
charity lowers death
enhances
child survival
asserts
ample trust,
to
celebrate their arrival
On
d' 1st day of April, granted
teasing
hoaxes and jokes
might
humiliate, deceive one,
but
invites stupefying luck
Often
guided by unknown,
yet
view as a notion credulous
lambasted,
lack of knowledge
I
dislike, d' cross-counter cross
you
may call it a fuss
or
brand me as superstitious
If
d' month begins on a Sunday,
a
Friday will be its 13th day
being
d' most unlucky number,
d'
doomed day, a black Friday
any
untoward might happen
instant
crash of d' stock market,
or
crash of an airliner plane
flood,
landslide, or hurricane
human
sacrifice fixes muddles,
can
pacify Gods, bring fortune
work
carries on as cakewalk,
in a
bridge/ temple construction
entombed
countless souls
to
fend off unsure invasions,
or
enemy warfare and tussle
The
face appears distorted,
if
peeped into a wavy mirror
a
dirty sign brews bad luck,
as a
bolt out of blue bids disaster
I do
believe it,
it's
in my ethos precious
you
may call it a fuss
or brand me as superstitious
In voyage, a phantom ship,
and
a ghostly crew if visible
for
sailors to see d' land again,
less likely and impossible
A firm belief prevails In Russia,
August
curse in horoscope
tragic
wars, terrorist attacks
in
August, makes life worse
The
Romans sacrifice infants
to appease d' enraged Gods
Ghosts
get fixed forever, if in
proximity
to a Christian cross
Perplex
situations tide over
by
keeping d' fingers crossed
I'm
mythical, duly convinced,
to
me, evident and obvious
you
may call it a fuss
or
brand me as superstitious
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