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Month: March 2014
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A Tale of Fraud.
Hailed great once
Being the wealthiest once
Finding listed in Billionaires once .
Seems to be nowhere now.
Made money by hook
Won success by crook.
Reached the top by hooking.
Seems to be nowhere now.
Enacting rags to riches story.
selling snacks with all worry.
Turned away by banks is a story.
Managed to rise up
Getting money from the poor
say five, ten, dollars for sure
Got deposits all over.
Manipulated them to rise above.
Went round the streets in a bike
owned a fleet of air planes to strike .
transformed into a character whom all liked
Rose to great heights all at once.
Lived in a two room hut in the earlier years
Bought a sprawling bungalow in 270 acres in the years
radiated with high spirit great cheer
Rose to great heights all at once.
Law , was turned and twisted with great diligence
Politicians and officials recognised his relevance
He has got paid for his indulgence .
Would be behind the bars very soon. 
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All Around
The years have gone by
with the tears flowing down
nothing is moving up
there being a stagnancy all around.
The days going in the right
with the acts turning left
nothing is progressing straight
there being a halt all around.
The hours are going west
with the sun rising east
nothing is promising north or south
there being a stop all around.
The rays are falling vertical
with the shadow showing horizontal
nothing there could be broad or narrow
there being no move all around.
As there be a stoppage in the light
with the natural darkness in the night
nothing there could be in the life
there being no proportion seen all around. 
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Stanzas Irregular.
A wonder yonder
keeping one asunder
restricting the mind’s
wander
away very much from the plunder .
There goes the gander
moving with a tender
with the gaiety in render
delighting the vendor.
There flies a slander
baseless but larger
provoking anger
ignited with a fervour.
There be a warrior
known for his valour
with his armour
marching over.
There runs a rumour
about a lady in glamour
who is a paramour
possessing a distinct flavour.
These are stanzas irregular
about the topics regular
told not in a blabber
but with a pinch of humour.
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The Man Yells.
He is in delirium
with the high feverishness
might be out of a tedium
also be of an awareness.
He who has not been doing well
lately in business and relations
with hs fortunes pulling into a shell
his mind being tormented with affectations.
Knowing that men howl
when they face any onslaught
be that of failure in all
that could not be fought .
He being not the one great
subjected he be to decisions
which make him wriggle in a rate
leading him to manifold aberration
One such being anger extreme
shouting and yelling during crisis
with shattering of all his dreams
he sinks into a depression in an axis.
Recovery would be slow
as he has to train up his mind
with his pockets wholly hollow
he is seeking a new find.
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The Girl Hiding Behind The Mother
Hiding behind her mother
the little girl peeped out
while coming out now and then
winked at me for sure.
Her mother was talking to me serious
I could not cope with her 
sobriety
my eyes were on the little one
longing to have a glimpse now and then.
As she winked in the intervals
I winked back wiith a grin
she giggled and hid behind
the scene went on for long.
The mother not knowing what was happening
went along with her narration
hoping that i would listen
did not stop in between.
With my attention on the girl
heard nothing of her mother’s tale
when the mother completed her story
I was nowhere in the midst.
The mother asked me few questions
trusting I would give an answer
I, knowing not what was told
blinked and mumbled something.
The mother got offended
walked away dragging the little one
the girl turned and gave another wink
winking back I sat satisfied.
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An Irrelevant Man
A man out there
with a sonorous voice
cries foul awful with a glare
revelling in immense rejoice.
He alleges and accuses
what not and what for
tracing faults in every cause
assuring a progress not far.
He bursts out with a craze
over simple things all the more
his eyes are on a chase
knocking everything with a roar.
Never once he speaks less nor low
always on the top and high
taking the upper hand not in the go
but demanding all in a buy.
That be him in all relevance
aligning with him is not worthy
going with him is always a nuisance
as he is up with a game dirty.
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The Culmination Of Attitudes
Every day is new
with the morn you are born
with the night you sleep
that be not eternal
The days are special for their goodness
each one having an attribution
that be of birthdays, anniversaries
independence and valentine.
The assumption that these days
carry an influence and joy
takes the cue wrong
being a belief not strong.
Could not all days be a celebration?
radiating mirth and joy
ruminating with kindness and love
sounds a tall claim anyhow.
All days propose a task
the completion releases an achievement
the attainment ushers a salvation
ending up in a culmination of attitudes
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Watering The Plants
Watering the plants
seems to be a paramount issue
what not one could do
when the mighty are talking of philanthropy
the lesser ones speak of charity
the watering of plants is quite ordinary
which compels you to grumble
A man I have seen not
making big of the small
talking the worst in the best
doing the bad at times of good
a symbol of perversion you are
an embodiment of wretchedness
there one feels a 
distaste all the more.
The thought of the plants
bring joy to all in general
while for you they are an eye sore
and watering them is a great task.
never known such a man
as all in my life the most
a crooked heartless man you look.
bring joy to all in general
while for you they are an eye sore
and watering them is a great task.
never known such a man
as all in my life the most
a crooked heartless man you look.
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