Lie leads to a tie.
A tie directs to a buy.
The buy insists a try.
A try promotes a shy.
The shy creates a cry.
A cry pushes to a fly.
The fly brings out a sigh.
A sigh predicts a die.
The die ends up dry.
Month: September 2012
The body is in motion.
The mind is in commotion.
There is no coordination.
Everything moves in acceleration.
Leading to an arrest of notions.
It is likely to bring an inertia.
The mind works towards an amnesia.
The limbs succumb to a paralytic differentia.
The spirit dies in a distinct criteria.
The move was gradual.
Things were at level.
It was time to revel.
There was a tumultuous arrival.
Much fanfare was seen in the appraisal.
It was a grand revival.
The introduction was an approval.
The course was absolutely referral.
It was nothing but crucial.
The enactment was graceful
The theme was paradoxical.
It was subtly satirical.
The trend was medieval.
Imitating the Chaucerian parable.
It was exorbitantly rhetorical.
Everything was in measured ritual
Nothing rushed to a heady trouble..
It was a tempered bubble.
Money is found everywhere.
It is found in stones in fare.
It is seen in paper all fair.
It is the cynosure of all eyes in glare.
As paper becomes currency to share,
doubling comes into play albeit to bear,
While stones are mined from earth bare,
Value enters the fray with care.
When diamonds are excavated in places rare,
created finds its way in the market with blare.
Gold rush gets ahead with a snare.
desire brings about a shy dare.
The longing for such is insatiable in a ware.
Calling for a buy out in quantities is a trap flare.
It exceeds the capacity in an exhaustive bear.
Throwing out everything out of gear.
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A Melodrama
It looked as if it is going to rain.
The clouds grew dark as if in feign.
But the effort was in vain.
As the expected did not happen in the main.
Thunder also joined the game.
The sound was tremendous not to blame.
But the work was only lame.
As nothing happened to name.
Lightning stepped into the fray.
The shine was a blinding in the bay.
But the schedule was not gay.
As everything indicated an event stray.
The rain played hide and seek.
Its downpour was in streak.
But the entire schedule was meek.
As everything disappeared with a shriek.
Breaking relations is noiseless.
Shattering the heart to pieces.
Destroying everything to ashes.
Breaking the old building is noisy.
Causing a lot of strained frenzy.
Thus shattering the bricks to a floppy.
Demolishing everything to a ruinous sloppy.
Each one has its justifications.
Relations can never undergo unification.
Buildings can be modified by rectifications.
Therein lies the subtle differentiations.
Making everything doubly sure.
Revising the researched thesis over.
Revisiting the places over and over.
Recollecting the anecdotes in times over
Deliberating on an issue all over.
Talking about the same topic again and over.
Doing everything all over.
Casts a spell of monotony moreover.
Releases a boredom all so ever.
Shatters execution what so ever.
Delays progress in definite terms all over.
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Restoration
A compulsory wait made Kate grumpy.
It is a week-long affair making it grisly.
The anticipation was killing slowly.
Yet she had to put up with it simply.
It was a Tuesday that set the motion.
Got her immersed in the preparation.
It was akin to a stock taking situation.
Driving her to a puzzled restoration.
Restoration is part of life’s process.
Repairing skilfully the worn out crosses.
Rejuvenating the lost liveliness in grosses.
Making her
feel that life is full of tosses.
A hushed silence was established.
A compelled uneasiness was felt.
A sensitive embarrassment was experienced.
A dullness spread around.
How to bring about normalcy?
How to diffuse the gathered animosity?
How to lighten the tension?
Questions crowded the mind.
It was an echo of deceit.
It was anything but farce.
Words read false.
Promises become unkempt.
Actions expose vengeance.
Slander runs amuck.
It was betrayal in the run.
It was an unpleasant shun.
It was an unapproved fun.
So all went beyond the gun.
Listened to a proposal.
It was a fantastic disposal.
It had all plus approvals.
It looked glamorously beautiful .
The proposer builds castles in air.
He is known for his empty care.
He practises nothing rare.
He is a preacher unfair.
He plants stories false.
He does that with ease.
His mind is crowded with disease.
He is a proclaimed brat in tease.
One day he talks of his wealth.
It is not in prime health.
The other day he rattles about his stealth.
It is his foremost breath.
He praises himself singling him as the only one.
He poses imperiously as a high done.
Calls one who is always in the run.
His pretexts draw contempt from all but one.
He has a counterpart in his sibling.
Both go about with scheming.
Their thoughts are full of evil crawling.
They are but leeches in the offing.
Men of such mind flourish lively.
Distracting the good from their poise easily.
Spreading baseless information endlessly.
Oh! tell me are they devils or wholesome evil?
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