Being a bait
knew not how to disassociate
tried to negotiate.
Being a bait
knew not how to disassociate
tried to negotiate.
The sky looks strange
exhibits an orange hue
seeing from a range
I get no clue .
It is late in the evening
the sun is about to sink
it looks like a big ring
going down through the brink.
The bluish sky almost looks dull
grey tone has settled in fast
the sun looks like a circle full
gleaming in a peculiar cast.
The orange tinge overwhelms
the variance in hue exalts
the mild ball like float in the realm
makes the dusk gleam without a fault.

As all features need a resilient status
the orange ball resumes its descent
it goes down into the blue sea in focus
the colours portray themselves in the crescent.
A straight hit
damaging not even a bit
called strategic hit
Heard of a governance
which presses in no skill
lacks all the required reference
always ready with the bill
execution is at the least
go about with their collections
accomplish none without a cheat
had been the way of administration
mostly power reigns in exactness
while money is into the participation
the work falls into the wilderness
the machinery is geared up all the more
while a show up of implications go
the governance enters with a force
the expenditure is drawn from below
a strategic way to hide up the accounts
thus runs the governance in my country
doing nothing but accounting everything 
A write with an intention
a write with a passion
differs in proportion
intention is ruled by the mind in general
passion is controlled by the heart in general
I am not writing anything new
just penning what all of you knew
what all of us know
any attempt with a wish becomes narrow
the thoughts would circle around gains
could be an attempt of feign
one of passion would be spontaneous
would reflect a contemplation vigorous
would turn out to be in faith
a projection of loveliness and sensibility.