No Profit Poem by Gajanan Mishra

No profit,
And you are
Going for profit?
What is the profit?
No jugglery,
No magic,
But life is here
As simple as nature.
Whim and satisfaction,
Life is full of contradiction.
I love life for its emptiness,
I love life for its descending
Order in the voice of an
Imaginary story teller.
Without any discussion, I agree
With you that life is
Not the opposite of the truth.
And life is what I see in you.