Month: January 2011

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subscriptions thoughts

The Craze And The Crazy


Listening to a gregarious talk ,

By a formidable flock,

 Atop a high raised block,

Let me  wonder  at the stock.

 

 

Their chatter was a gibber,

Which led to a blabber,

Proposing a crazy  jabber,

Over a provocative trigger,

Voicing a facile rigour.

 

 

Oh! we are about to land on moon,

Yes! we are going to walk soon,

Right! we  shall  feel the boon,

Great ! we  shall carry a balloon.

To fix it before we swoon.

 

 

The insensible  meaningless chatter,

Brings forth a whimsical banter,

Leaving us amused at the  matter,

Provoking an uncontrollable laughter,

Synchronizing a conducive  crater.

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subscriptions thoughts

A Mistake


It was a little while ago,

 Just  a  few months before,

There  happened a  mistake slow,

Which took away  the spirit   ashore,

Subduing the  wish to a low.

  

 

Never did I foresee such a turn out,

Never did I  think I will undergo,

Never did  I experience such a fall out,

It was  too much a shock to let go,

It was altogether a trauma  throughout.

 

 

Gathering the inputs in a row,

Reconciling the incidents in a course,

Going back  to the day one in a throw,

There   seems   a mental fatigue   in force,

A lay back of inspiration is in show.

 

 

 

 

Nothing untoward  is in the  midst

Nothing  indifferent  is in the vicinity,

Nothing irrational   is in the list,

Everything is   a compilation of sincerity,

Everything is a  distortion of unexpected twist.

 

The disturbance is totally  transitory,

It will  die down with time,

As there lies a lot in the repository,

Which will spurt out with a chime,

By rendering a  follow up  contributory

 

 

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subscriptions thoughts turmoil

An Ode To Mosquito


A black tiny insect with a stinging bite,

Coming in swarms of regular sight,

Plunging into a delirious plight,

Infecting a serious  freight,

Injecting a  disastrous might,

On the target of every bite.

 

 

Eliminating them from every place,

To destroy them without trace,

To control them within a brace,

Requires a  measured pace,

As their occupied space,

Remains a permanent  maze.

 

 

The old mosquito net  has little use,

As one or two mosquitoes infuse,

The repellent has become an abuse,

To both man and mosquitoes  profuse,

The cream applied  as a diffuse.

Is  not a sufficient   repulse.

 

 

Inventions are there too many,

  Pointing to space and ninny,

No innovations lead to this tiny,

Fleeing the insects to  a  whiny,

Eradicating them wholly,

Poses a tough challenge really.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Opening Out


The year which  has come  out,

Will have to make a sprout,

Gradually and firmly  cut out,

A planned   graphic blow out,

Forging an amiable stand out,

As there is a need for a break out,

Of prosperity and cheer all  throughout.