Back in Sydney
saw my dad with glee
hugged him with love
and greeted him with bow
seeing him after two months long
makes me happy to go along
holding his hands I walk home
Day: February 4, 2014
Guard you may
going through all the way
God be you .
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The Win And After
There was a shout
be that of anything out
that be of nothing stout
but being of a great win out.
The noise rose high
perhaps it went up the sky
hastening the birds to fly
as they felt shy.
The sound was so deep
made everyone leap
they jumped very steep
tears coming out in a weep.
The crowd getting jittery
they started behaving quirky
there arose a tension jerky
creating a chaos and turning murky.
The win was a fabulous one
with an impressive run
where one could see a lot of fun
ending up with friendly shots from the gun.
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Laid back Town.
A little way from here
there is a town near
small and sleepy
laid back and funny
it being so nice
with its lovely guys
who get up late
know no date
loiter about
enjoy no doubt
eat what they like
when they wish
with no specifics
not there be any artifice
deeming all things great
expecting nothing in the rate
that be their fair play
nothing more to say.
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Long It Looks
Long be the time
long be the frame
long be the schedule
long be the task
long and lengthy
all seems to be
with nothing much to do
as long hours free
makes you long
not long for anything material
but tends to run into a feel
that the day is long
the years are long
and all that is existential
is long and long.
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How Did He Do It?
Broad and wide goes the road
lengthy and long flows the road
winding and windy is the mind
the man behind the wheel
drives through the road
with the mind taking a path
wholly different from the real
that be long and lengthy ‘
he driving through the road
while his thoughts take him
where he does not know
as the thinking is windy and winding
making him halt and stop
not in the real sense
but in the thoughtful accent
he going on and on straight
while his thoughts deviated
how did he do it ?
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Nothing Be There
Nothing there is as much as we imagine
nothing there is as much as we see
nothing there is as much as we hear
nothing there is as much as we feel
there is nothing at all
as time passes into memory
as the impressions fade away
as the scenery gets distempered
as the tale becomes obsolete
as the experience turns outdated
really there is nothing at all everywhere 
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