Month: February 2015

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dime Poetry success

Experience Or Adventure.


Iwatchedt is an experience

you could call it an adventure

happens to me with an intense

may come to you as a venture

what could it be?

you might wonder

it does not demand a fee

I fully surrender

it is not  nocturnal

it is all time

not found in any journal

it would cost you a dime

it is never in your hand

success takes you off your head

you lose yourself  when you see that wand

think you could make impossible to move ahead

could seem very much within the  grasp

all of a sudden, it slips from your hold

the let down would sting you like a wasp

you would  freeze and become cold

have in mind that you are being  watched

you are, after all, a  human

always in the verge of being knocked

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considerate moderate Poetry

We Reap What We Sow.


Life is a travel

it is a marvel

could be  a shrivel

anything on  the level

a hype here with a sensitivity

a type there with a placidity

all call for a plausibility

that one makes out of life

spans some eighty  more in strife

with words pointed like knife

insinuates a disharmony

with behaviour moderate

evolves reapa feel considerate

all depends on the way we go

so  we reap that we sow.

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mind oscillation Poetry

The Controversies Therefore.


The night of darkness

the day of brightness

premonitions in stay

the restless mind

sees both with fear

night foretells death

day predicts  breath

death is terrific

no man wishes to face

it is inevitable though,

breath is diabolic

no man wants to resume

it is indispensable though

Thus, go the night and day

with the sun and the moon

one hot and the other cold

the waves go up and down

the wind blows gentle and fierce

the oscillation is in a variance

yet life goes on like the stream

with ripples and furore

all in unity, darkness and brightnesstherefore.

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Poetry shift

Bag On The Back


bag on the backThe shift is on once again

how am I to negotiate?

I deliberate in vain

as I sigh  with a renunciation

let me be in one place

not want to be in a chase

whatever be the case

I prefer not to live in phase.

That will not be I know

so I go with the  tide

I have become very slow

anyhow I have to abide

With the bags on my back

I walk on to the flight

my mind gives up the fight

I  find myself in the same track

How long will have I to live so?

I really do not know.

I

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Humpty Poetry Wonder.

Humpty Dumpty Together Again


Erratic it is everywhere

the weather is  so

floods inundate

snowy blizzards overtake

drought dampens

winds overwhelm

that be for nature.

Come past by the countries

planes disappear for long

innocent school children killed

men  held hostage in a cafe

passerby falls a prey to a bomb

a toddler guns  down his parents

what could be more hazardous?

Where does the world go?

Does it go North or South?

Why such gruesome deeds happen?

what makes nature behave so bad?

I question, you interrogate

we introspect  and end up

with Humpty Dumpty’Humpty Dumpty

All the kings men could not put

Humpty Dumpty together again

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fear Poetry terrible ugly world

Why Does The Newborn cry?


The baby cries

soon as it is born

perhaps it is a dawn

the peace is gone

nine months inside  the womb

cosy and comfortable

now into the world of gloom

ugly and terrible

the rotation of the  baby

on her own axis

made her smile like a Barbie

the doll in practise

a lovely one fashionable

now into the world of reality

she has to turn reasonable

as the people around are guilty

hurl stones at each other

throw looks of spite and jealousy\

easily inflict on one another

though with a semblance  of ingenuity

that be the world the baby has to face

that be the place where she has to live

has to negotiate with the nuances in a chase

lest  she would not be able to thrive.

Newborn criesbarbie

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Anger blame deceit Poetry shift turn

Turn The Table.


Turn the table

a categorical expression

means a lot  if thought  intense.

Table is turned

a convenience literally

the space and the wish matters.

Table is turned

a convenience in a way

shift the blame and game with ease.

Turn the table

with a bang strong

you win though in a wrong.

Turn the table

with a tact smart

again you win the game subtly.

Turn the table

with deceit and anger

you might win the game thereto.

Turning  the table

holds you not for long

as your treachery surfaces slowly.

A moral we learn

a literal turn is yours,flipping_all_the_tables_by_nekoshiba-d570fy2 no issue

a planned turn lets you down.

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Haiku Poetry

The Truth


The truth sustains

never will it see death

lives through truth Haiku forever

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die mother Poetry poverty.

Seeks Alms


There is no food for the child

no clothes  enough for the child

stands bare bodied the little child

the hair lies dishevelled on the child

the eyes send a pain from the child

the thin  hands of the  poor child

hesitantly comes forward in steps  mild

extends her hand slowly to the passersby, poor child

pierces the heart with a stab though in a hide

then the girl  carrying a child

knocks at the car windows  for a while

those in the car drive her wild

wipes her tears with no  shy

walks back to make  another try

her mother is about to die

poor girl, she could not muster a pie.child begs

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create destruct Gods Miracle miracle. Poetry

The Greek And Hindus


There are numerous Gods

in the Greek and Hinduism cards

schedule one to create

another to destruct.

wonder  Gods destruct.

Found in both cultures

as they do nurture

a quaint abstraction

more or less a distraction

similaritiesinclined towards a reverberation.

Shiva in Hindu cult destroys

ignites his third eye  in a choice

Perseus grabs Medusa’s  head

rescues Andromeda

both versions excite  instead.

Countless other Gods they allow

one each, for the wind, the sea and love

chivalry, knowledge, diligence

call for deities in reference

Could be a sign of indulgence?

Zeus and Zephyr to name a few

Vishnu and Krishna take the cue

exalted and enhanced by glamour

along with the shield and armour

enliven themselves with their paramours.

Rituals and festivals abound

accompanied by deafening sound

the upbeat feel is absolute

the unshaken trust  turns resolute

enough to provoke an immolate.

Beliefs and virtues so dear

inculcate a thought of fear

to instil a discipline severe

shapes and figures were engineered

idolatry came to be revered.

Mythology has become a religion  in play

myths are now scriptures  in stay

Gods are in increase all through

penances are ascribed not in few

similarities keep us in blue.

Greek and Hinduism are ancient

their celebrations are fluorescent

talk about miracles in length  all-time

yet the two profess a strength fine

a marvel they are  with shine.

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