A Holiday

Away from my home

a holiday it is in a way

being  a month and more

I  am out of home for long

hopping to strange places

back to the  den to rest awhile

I resume the move very soon

become  exhausted so quick

unknowingly arises a desire to return

as  the comforts of my own home

so difficult to sideline and ignore

press me to get back fast

nothing much of a difficulty

I now spend time with the dear ones

loving and cheerful the day passes

yet I am not able to suppress  my longing

the call becomes even more loud

I would be off in a few more days

back to my little haven

the space where I rejoice

the place I hold so close.


The Sun Rises In The East

The east slog

all through the fog spins and blends

builds and blends

makes and toil

all go in a foil

while the west

takes it for a test

sells them on its own brand

Crafted, exquisite and grand

the eastern countries   manufacture

the westerners go off in a stature

that is what  I see in the malls

the eastern expertise gives a  timid call

from where they are in the inner  labels

as the artefacts lay there on the table

Well, it is the pain I experience

as I with moist eyes gather the inference

textiles and  kitchenette,

hardware and other indents

carry the name of the nations

that lie in the eastern destinations.

Do they receive the proper compensation?

or they stay demure with  paltry  intimations.

Gosh!  incidentally the sun rises in the east

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Go atop the hill

if that be your will

sit there in solitude

 would meet a beatitude

a course so much practical

could be not more inimical

as many crave to do nirvana

a status  so hard to reach

I differ from the multitude

again you could see my attitude

any place wherever you be

no matter you be a busy bee

peace would be with you

once you withdraw from the crew

away you could be in the crowd

hearing nothing of the loud.

The chatter in loud synergy 

would never sap your energy

you could be well within you

with eyes and ears open in true

never give a thought to that around

as they would keep you in bound

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this is the best way to exist.

The Night Watchman Again

The night watchman he is

say  that he sits with eyes  open

I have a one at home

who sits with half-closed eyes

starts to nod as the hours fly

snores loud as the midnight come

sleeps full as the wee hours descend

turns alert at the rise of dawn

stands cheerful and smart in the morn

Well! a duty bound officer in charge

pleased to have one with a fair charge

a figure in the watchman’s robe

a ploy to show off the house is secure

a note of vanity in me well explained.


The Night Watchman

The night watchman he is

always keeps vigil outside

goes around every half an hour

blows his whistle harshTP52-night watchman-lantern-law enforcement

perhaps in  a way to say

he is awake and alert

the sound is at its peak

when the night sets in

becomes very weak

while the dawn arrives

a show of fatigue  very explicit

that be his routine all the year

being there for  a decade now

a means to earn his bread

not a likely  occupation anyway.

This being the most realistic  attribute

as many other intricacies follow

with serious  intonations in the go

Boon Or A Doom

The coolness in the surround

a precursor to a freeze in-depth

felt very much in the breeze

that is the phenomenon natural

but turns unbearably hot

the extremes take us with a beat

this is the formula for every deed

like the waves that flow high and low

the days turn dark and then glow

the moods swing up and down

men are quick to rise up and drown

the one becomes another soon

difficult to say anything for sure

whether it be a boon or a doom.



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