Into the woods
I fearfully walk.
Through the river
I joyfully swim.
Across the ocean
I sail with awe.
On to the mountains
I climb with efforts.
Into the life
I carefully look.
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Day: November 23, 2015
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Chennai Floats
The rains around
the waters abound
no space in the ground
flow to the sea.
With water everywhere
no vehicles in the thoroughfare
the city wears a look of bare
feel we are nowhere.
The water floods with a force
pushes in snakes in the course
people run about in toes
know not where to go in a chose.
Thirteen days rain all though
have happened in three months in lieu
a havoc spreads all through
a disaster as seen in true.
Ten years once this happens
Chennai suffers never awakens
the governance does not hasten
accepts it without a chasten.
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My Bamboo Shades
The squirrel is determined
likes to take me for a ride
I am equally decided
wish to bait her by the side.
I keep my bamboo shades 
rolled up in the top
she builds her nest in between
I bring the blinds down in a slot
she squeezes in all too lean.
The day I am saved
the squirrel leaves not for ever
the next day I am tormented
it brings in twigs from all over.
I forget my bamboo shades for a day
lo! it is not so in a way
it has built a sturdy nest all day
my blind is destroyed in a way.
The squirrel being so small
causes a botheration all through
never take the size in a call
as it would be a deceive in true.
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A Sly Talk
The gossip runs long
never it is a song
it harps on slanders
always on a wander
talk the more in terms
talk the most in forms
their place and belongings
go up in rankings
whilst others sink in deep
not possess enough value to reap
a gossip that ranges high
is but a reflection of a mind sly.
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Nothing Much
Nothing much to be seen
nothing much to be dreamed
nothing much in the plight
nothing much to view in sight
nothing much remains to work
nothing much stays to hook
so saying there is nothing much
let us go about as such.
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