Art And Literature.

An interest in art and literature
is considered a not necessary feature
where the people are bound by money
talking about it as if it is honey
telling the ways to earn interest
without struggling an idea to detest.
Whenever these individuals meet in a place
there comes the assessment of property in phase
adding the appreciation it has undergone
how much revenue it fetches by renting alone.
With that they do not stop their discussions
go on with how much they spent on celebrations
To such people art and literature do not exist
as they are taken through and through by money in and literature.


The Location

Mountains kiss the skies
stay stock on the ground
with heaven over and above
and earth down and below
along with rivers flowing
and seashills roaring and rising


A Gifted Liar.

liar-liar-300x300He does not build cock and bull stories
He designs break even super tales
It must be intriguing as it sounds hoary.
It is what he compresses in bales.

Telling lies is an art superior I say.
Every word being a lie is a culmination of art
He casts each lie as deftly as he could in a way.
The piece looks lovely from the start.

He says one thing this hour with grace.
He calls me saying that he is on the way to meet me.
Then he switches off his phone leaving nothing to trace.
Waiting in the station I find that he has made a fool of me.

He speaks lies in such a close-knit weaving.
To get into the nuances we need skill extraordinary.
Never he repents or feels hard for so much lying.
Well, such men do live with pride seems not ordinary.


The Strive And Drive.

Never was it an easy strive.
Everything being a dizzy drive.
Had to work hard to go up in life.
It being a dedicated strife.

Doing the best at all levels in the stride.
Going across all obstacles crossing the tide.
Never was a recipient of rewards great.
Never was recognised early or late.

On that magnitude lived all these years.
Most of the time controlling the tears.
Well, have to prolong for few more years
Keeping up with the world not in fears.rewards


Orders Of Courts

Orders of Courts are for a follow
Not designed as anything to swallow.
How many orders are being carried out?
Does the Courts get the details about?

Orders Of Courts have become shallow
Much prescribed from the hollow.
Holding no value or merit in the run
Set aside for convenience mostly shunned.

Orders Of Courts are read out by judges
subsequently signed by them without smudges.
The orders remain orders for months
namesake sealing the time as one month.

The judges and Courts care no more.
The involved lawyers get away from the core.
The Plaintiff stretches and drags the execution.
The Defendant fumes and sags over the detention.

What are courts for I know not?
What do judges do I know not?
Judges preside over Courts not seriously
Courts and judges behave dubiously.court room


Know Not From Yonder

With eyes stuck openeyes stuck open
while her temper rose
not even a flutter
her eyelids did not batter
her lips did not twitch
here she stood like a stone
unmoved and unperturbed
being the shock too much
beyond any endurance
she was like a rock
seeing everything
nothing got into her mind
for many hours she was like that
Who would have hurt her?
What would be the reason?
Know not from yonder


The Man And Master.

A man of little means
working from morn to night
not a permanent job in hand
but doing odd jobs at many a home
very well-mannered and genial
above all most trustworthy
has no expectations in life
lives from his earnings
with his children and wife
moving about in a bicycle
answers every call with a smile
and talks affably to everyone.
Sad to say that man had to face a brunt
from one of his masters
who called him to his office
scolded him for no reason at all
asking him to man on cycle.swear that too
on his child ‘s head
he had to do and did he
then walked out from the place
carrying his little child
completely broken and devastated.


It Is Irritating.

It is irritating nothing but irritating.
It is trash nothing but trash.
Having been away mentally
Seeing not eye to eye
keeping a distance from a particular irritatingperson
I hate myself for calling him a person.
Not talking a word about them
let it be good or adverse.
That being my habit all through
as to not pronounce the names of those
who had harmed me wantonly.
That being so,I got a call from overseas
Mind you it was a missed call
Calling back respecting the seniority of the caller
who came on-line very briskly
started talking about the person.
I told him in no certain terms
that the call is wasteful expense
My patience flew into a rage
shouted at him for behaving so funny
as he knows fully well that I care a tuppence
and not cast my eyes on the concerned person
Closing down I was shaking with anger
and wondered why people act so badly


Come Down

You living in a world of dreams.
and living in a glass house
while building castles in the air
galloping fast on the horse
that is saddled with imagination
come down to the present
not on a horse or on the wings
just take a stroll round the town
walking at your own pace and style
not with great hurry but in leisure
you would get an experience new
that of hunger and disease
with deficit and death all over
where the inflation has played havoc
where there is no economy or financials
that of the research, analysis and thesis
but abject poverty and abominable rejection
where people are lying on roads begging for food
and playing music for a penny
are the many expressions that escape your attention
rather do not exist in your lexicon.
Let me tell you have a look at all these
and violintell me what you feel.


Closing The Eyes.

Closing the eyes
while talking over phone
looks little out of size
being practised by none
but doing that by tries
has become my ownclosing
giving a feeling of flies
away from the reality zone.

It being a pause and cause
holding me over and above
not wanting to see the real farce
but keeping me in a flow
talking with concentrated clause
relevant to the conversation on toe
with no distraction in the close.