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The Sun And The Moon.


The sun and the moon

take up the skies  in turn

the sun is high up till noon

shines with a caustic burn

mid afternoon go a little low

with the evening it settles

at dusk it goes far below.

 

Could not be said of the moon  in nights

it grows and wanes all through the month

a growth phenomenal  in a fortnight

while it  fades through the rest of the month

a cyclic round  it undertakes without  interruption

an increase and a decrease in succession

the difference between moon and sun in  straight.

 

They work from dawn to dusk in full strength

never once they fail in their extensions

being the source of energy and light in length

none could challenge their distinctions

that much could be said of the sun and the moon

they being a great gift to mankind and a desirous boon.sun and moon.jpg

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Dogs In The Lane,


The dogs in the lane

bark all the day

not one of the Great Dane

being cross breed in a way

look like a  mongrel in type

shout at the top of their voice

cause a tension of hype

what could be the best choice?

they inflict a pollution of noise

the day turns heady in a start off

the afternoons are left in peace

comes the night they bark gruff

late into the midnight they fleece

whine and whimper all through

could never have a sound sleep

with them crying out deep.mongrel

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Love Talking To Myself.


Love talking to myself

the practice I had from young

inquire and reply  all by myself

bothers none else in strong.

 

My mother  got upset  for no reason

scolded me  a lot all the more

she thought it to be a treason

others  would think I am insane  all the more.

 

I confined my sojourn to my room

talked to myself looking at the mirror

an improvisation in the privacy of the room

preoccupied I was in my reverie with no horror.

 

The conversations I had with myself all the time

has made me saner for that matter  as such

I  picked quarrels with none at all times

lived  and live in my circumference as much .talking to myself

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Busy Is Her Word.


Busy she is as always

runs here and there in ways

what for she goes?looking_busy_at_work[1]

no one knows .

 

Busy she is as seen

it is the way she has been

what for she goes?

no one knows.

 

Busy she poses

it being the way in force

what for she goes?

no one knows.

 

Busy is her word

it being an escape instead

what for she goes?

no one knows.