Dusting the mind of the cobweb,
that circles round it in a texture
thick and dense allowing no light
only darkness gets into the fixture
making it focus out of sight
and suppressing it to a posture
amending it to a trouble or fight.
bringing in unpleasant features
and setting everything not right
but inflicting an injury of a grave nature
Clearing the mind of the growth cancerous
the mind becomes clear and focused
with the exile of cobweb.
Month: June 2013
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He Would Win Over.
The pressure is rising
It is stifling.
Going a little forward
sends in a big push backward.
back to the old status.
With fingers crossed
with a sullenness embossed
he sits dazed in a corner
knowing not
how to win over?
He would win over.
His friend assures him over and over.
But he has lost hope entire.
Having been true and sincere
he receives no reward ever
Having been diligent and hard-working
leaves him with nothing.
He sits dazed in a corner
knowing not
how to win over?
He would win over
It looks he would not win over.
The righteous get setbacks initially.
They are in tight spots temporarily.
They are not in the majority.
So their fight appears a waste outwardly.
As all know truth is triumphant finally
He would win and regain confidence
as he stands for truth with evidence
He would certainly emerge victorious.
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Words — Haiku
Words in all
make up the big world
revolving like ball.
Words in full
turn things into unexpected terms
knocking everything dull.
Words within
words
give the inference a twist
piercing like sword.
Word by word
let out thoughts in part
initiating a nod.
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The Words Incite.
Words play a role
with an expectation
and an anticipation.
Words bring in unity
and a quarrel and in fight
with a slight deviant.
the approach is vital
and the talk is essential
to harmonize in sequel..
With words peace could be brought.
Treaties could be signed
in one direction.
With the same words
war could erupt.
Terrorism could spread
in the other direction.
The word play is great
with the pun and an alliteration
with a satire and slander
with metaphor and simile.
All get ahead in a row
to make the words incite.
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Word Of Honour.
The words create an image
Careful not to damage
they release a gauge
and a lively engage.
Words are used with care
else they would end up in snare.
Words are lovely share
costing no fare.
Honouring the word impeccably
shows the man discreetly.
As words are one of promise mostly
They are to be uttered with a sensitivity.
A word if it is given
should never be broken
however might it be shaken
It at any cost must be taken.
So much surrounds the words in talk
They enforce an integrity in every walk.
They throw meanings on every stock..
If deployed well words rock.
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Sensibility of Words.
Words are powerful .
Loaded with anger
they hurt and kill.
Loaded with love
they hug and embrace.
The injury caused by word
sucks the life out.
It penetrates and pierces
bringing the heart out
causing a catastrophe.
The words of appreciation
goes a long way
giving a pat and an applause
taking one to heights
sensing an achievement.
Words are pointed and sharp
incisive and razor like
They are also soft like a quill
loving and smothering
inducing an exhilaration.
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All About Words.
The words are like gold
Valuable are the words told.
Words are never sold.
They might be cold
but should never fold.
The words are in hold
as they cannot be rolled
Words are to be kept.
They should not be swept.
Certain words have depth.
Others are very much adept.
Changing then do not erupt.
Twisting them is inept.
as they disrupt.
Words talk about the reference.
They make a difference.
They incur a lot of inference
Words present a coherence.
They also bring in an indulgence
calling for a insurgence.
Words carry a reverence,
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Time and Time Again
Time and time again it has been proved
that sun rises in the east
quoth the man to his friend.
The friend knowing not what to say
nodded his head in an approve.
The man did not leave his friend even then.
He went on with his time and time again
saying that the rivers flow towards the sea.
The friend again agreed without any dispute
trying to find a way to get out.
Going on with his time and time again concept
the man came once again with a version
that the sky is high and far away
The friend was unable to bear furthermore
ran head over heels from the man.
The man did not bother about the friend
He went on with his time and time again theme
putting forth another brilliant idea
that the stars come up in the night.
S
o saying the man went in search of his friend.
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Time Flies.
Times go in chimes
with a rhyme
The past being yesterday
becomes the present today
which turns to future tomorrow.
As days run fast
that happened goes past
that is happening will not last
that is going to happen will be cast.
The impermanence thus gets confirmed
In that transit there takes place events
unconfirmed
Delivering emotions of relish and anger considerate
leading to great distractions inconsiderate.
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The Future Holds.
That what is going to happen hold us with an anticipation.
We go to Tarot readers with an expectation.
We sit before the Parrot reader waiting for a prediction.
We rush to the astrologer for a detailed resolution
The future holds us with a fear and a bind.
Pushing us towards a thought in the hind
We unlock our dreams that lie in the mind.
The thoughts which cause a break from the line.
We, eager to get over and reach the top slot
go in circles, employ turns and plot.
The success is but minimal with little ingots.
Yet the future makes us live always with a task.
It forces us to 
live with a mask.
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