I wait for the newspaper everyday
Read the headlines in the a way
Go to the depth once in a way
A routine that has been in stay
An agelong practice as I say
Keeps me going all the way
Even in these days of Internet
Where the news pour through the net
All in a speed of a jet
I wat for the newspapers with a bet.
Month: March 2016
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The Ring Tone
The ring tone
Which comes from the phone
Alerts the zone.
The ring sound
That rises from the ground
Intimates a bound.
The ring continuous
Echoes with a volume tremendous
Turns to infectious.
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Go By The Moon.
Go by the moon
Wanes and waxes
A replica of the real
The increase and decrease
The fluctuations as such
A rise and a fall
all do occur so common
Unlike the sun
Which shines all through
With a no less charm
Steady and strong
Flexibility not in the annals
Steadfàst it gleams
The phenomenon of nature
Being different from one another
Write a haiku
About the lovely cuckoo
Singing in the morning.
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The Life Giver
The sun be in the sky
shines throughout with no shy
distance does not matter
nothing else does shatter
being so far away
has not deterred it anyway
it shines and shines
all through fine
a lively beam of rays
come out unfazed
that be the strength of the sun
the light giver apart from fun.
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Never She Could
Not an example
she be exclusively a sample
of continuous ramble.
Not being remarkable
she being not all capable
indulges in a babble.
Not of credibility
she lacks the basic integrity
noted for insanity.
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A Woman Out Of Sense
The talk goes on and on for decades
could be true or false in a facade
I know not anything beyond the core
that be of a business all the more
somewhat an exaggeration in phases
a woman tells of her husband with pride
as if he is the greatest business tycoon on ride
she has to entertain people who come to see him
being not one or two but scores of them as much
finds no time for other chores as such
all these of a man who is a small timer not known
does a few transactions in money lending in phone
dwells in a small town all through the days
charges an interest heavier than usual
sits on the patio of the common family house
shouts and screams in a voice with double throat
the wife being one a little out of sense totally
always speaks high of herself and her family
exasperated I heard the same from one of my relatives
who reported the version with a pinch of salt
I walked away with a disgust as hearing these is a fault
the way they spin the yarn for years together
provokes anger and anguish altogether 
the world is made of such people in a majority.
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The One Who Called Me
The one who called me often most
for no reason whatsoever
asked why and what forever
an inquisitive intruder utmost
has stopped calling now
a great relief of recent
while I tried hard to be decent
at times I behaved unpleasant
having been saved of now
I heave a sigh and turn happy
absolutely out of an issue crappy.
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The Clock Chimes
The clock chimes
eight time it sounds
being the time
when everyone is bound
be it the morning
where there be a rush
so be it in the evening
could be a hush
the clock chimes all through
fails only when it is not in order
prompt and punctual all through
a call could be termed as a recorder.
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The Love TO See Places
Had been to different places
not in one stroke but in phases
love to see many more in future
but being a home loving creature
wish to be right back soon
otherwise I would swoon
the comfort of home being best
throws all other desires to rest
yet on and off the love to see places
spurts with a feel almost in cases
I undertake a short trip for the love
return as swift like the dove
run to lie down in my bed
on my soft pillow lies my head
crazy I seem to be in all
funny I would look before you all.
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