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A Searching


It is a likelihood of terms.

It is a livelihood of means.

It is that which protract.

 

It is a pronouncement of authority.

It is a reference to  dignity.

It is that which reacts.

 

It is a scene of distraction.

It is a sequence of deviation.

It is that which distributes.

 

It is a cause for anxiety.

It is a wait for result.

It is that which attributes .

 

It is a general outlook.

It is a genial  approach.

It is that which occupies.

 

It is a classic example.

It is a wonderful picture.

It is that which presents.

 

It is a lovely grace.

It is a fine poise.

It is that which creates.

 

It is an apparition.

It is a distinction.

It is that which endears.

 

Well it is a synthesis.

Well  it is a symphony.

Well it is that which enlightens.

 

So goes on the thoughts.

So runs the descriptions.

So spreads the vision.

 

Light up a needy child.

Brighten up the handicapped.

Take care of the aged.

 

A motivation that has to be elicited.

A motto that has to be adopted.

A memorandum that has to  be understood.

 

It might sound like a teaching.

It might echo a preaching.

In reality it is a searching.

 

 

 

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Invasion Army


Long back Kings invaded and killed many.

 A little long ago nations invaded and killed thousands.

Day before Tarantulas invaded Assam town and killed two.

Royalty killed out of enmity.

Nations killed because of  greed.

Why do spiders kill?

 

 

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A Dance In France.


It was in France.

I saw a dance.

It depicted a romance.

It was a delightful stance.

It was a sprightly advance.

It instigated a trance.

 

The episodes were enhancing.

The movements were scintillating.

The music was capturing.

The presentation was engulfing.

On the whole it was vivaciously charming.

 

Round and round the danseuse moved in a whirl.

Round and round the music filled in a swirl.

Round and round the expressions gathered in a curl.

Round and round the scenes changed in a furl.

Round and round the drummers beat in a hurl.

 

It was a recital very engaging.

It was a concert very enlivening.

It was an experience absolutely enthralling.

It released a significant  nostalgic feeling.

On the whole it was overwhelmingly amazing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Piquancy


Scared I stood behind the door.

Suddenly there erupted a roar.

Shivering I waited for more.

Hope there should be nothing in store.

 

Any move would  cause a blow.

I took a few steps in tip toe.

My legs dragged me to a slow.

What would come next I do not know.

 

Moved ahead with a caution to the door.

Peeped  through the hole  in the door.

I saw something tiny crossing the door.

I pulled my eyes out of the hole in the door.

 

With confidence I opened the door.

I could see nothing out there along the door.

What was it then that moved through the door?

I got in slamming the door.

 

It was my mind that was working feverish.

It was my mind that kept me in anguish.

Mostly it is my mind that interrogates with a garnish.

Finally all  end up in a situation sans relish.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scared I stood behind the door.

Suddenly there erupted a roar.

Shivering I waited for more.

Hope there should be nothing in store.

 

Any move would cause a blow.

I took a few steps in tip toe.

My legs dragged me to a slow.

What would come next I do not know.

 

Moved ahead with a caution to the door.

Peeped through the hole in the door.

I saw something tiny crossing the door.

I pulled my eyes out of the hole in the door.

 

With confidence I opened the door.

I could see nothing out there along the door.

What was it then that moved through the door?

I got in slamming the door.

 

It was my mind that was working feverish.

It was my mind that kept me in anguish.

Mostly it was my mind that interrogated with a garnish.

Finally it ended up in a situation sans relish.