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depth focus holds insight Poetry

Still——-A Prattle.


pygmyparComes the word “still”

another word in the “S” series

how often misunderstood?

how often taken  lightly?

still waters run deep

goes the maxim  in course

“still” is impregnant with a lot

being one of quiet

very frequently cared in length

as the ocean  poses to be still

so do the rivers and weather

a premonition to a turbulence

a serenity that betrays

a quietude that penetrates

excites a fear and an apprehension

still may refer to lighter incidents too

being that of a postponement

one that of a delay in the anvil

still it has not happened

an expression indicating a procrastination

still a long way to go

informs an expectation in the go

so  much so about “still”

a five letter word holds a deep insight

requires a  scrutiny and an in-depth study

perhaps a research  is a need

each word though small or big

retains a fund of connotations

powerful and meaningful

an examination be the cause.

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attitude behaviour Poetry

Smart———A Rattle


Smart be another word

in the S series

a little  focused than sweet

being one of behaviour

could be of the attitude too

with many suffixes and affixes

the best being “street smart”

till now unable to understand

what could it be? in the term

have a hazy comprehension

could negotiate the traffic surely

could it be a reconciliation of the chaotic

not too much definite what could it be

use it like others frequently

the other point being the cleverness

a smart child or person

whoever might be in the run

acts quickly and sharply

understands as much as possible

executes with a direction

would that person be addressed smart

hope I have done  justice to the word  “smart”

Am I not smart?smart_parenting_xxi_07

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disappointment Poetry tease

The Determination


Having gone away

gone into the interior

very far on the way

not wanting to turn back

made a walk all through

desired no track

left nothing to prove

the one had gone missing

not because of disappointment

nor due to teasing

an intention with no amendment

went across the unknown terrain

a determination with a due resign.walk away

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Poet poison sweet nothings. talkative

Sweet –A Ramble.


Sweet goes the word

sweet in the name

sweet in  the looks

sweet to taste

sweet being relative

holds many a thing imaginative

a general term though it sounds

is abreast with a lot of connotations

nice in the appearance

pleasant in the looks

cordial in behaviour

so on and so forth

sweet be the uses of adversity too

at last a thorn in the bush

comes to my mind with a push

there are two sides to the coin

the good and the bad

the great and the worse

sweet be no exception

too much of it turns bitter

too much  of sweet becomes a poison

so the saying goes

evil does command sweet actions

a treachery on the way

well, I am very talkative nowadays

rambling over the sweet nothings.sweet

negative

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fenced. grim Poetry

The Bloody Thirst.


The scenario looks grim

the exodus is unprecedented

chances to get into Europe is dim

the borders have been closed

some countries have even fenced

the migrants know not where to go

stand they with children in arms

many a child starve and die

a pathetic sight all through

a gruelling experience on the whole

man deceives man for power

man cheats man for money

man goes to any extent

would kill even at times

a bloody thirst  unsatiated

happens not now

from times immemorial

the run across the countries

through the continents

over the oceans  and mountains

a mindless massacre of physic and mental

all seen through with naked eyes Hungary

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Beauty fear. Love Poetry

Love Is Beauty


It is love

pure and pristine in beauty

fear to disallow.love is beauty

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Poetry reach

Honey


Honey is sweet

so should be your speech

hard to reach.honey

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deivative Poetry profanity.

Equality


women powerWomen demand equality

could it be in  derivative

nay a profanity

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Poetry rejoice steadfast.

The Way Back Home


The long drive home

cross  over rivers

a ride over fly- overs

a stop at  the toll

a halt at junctions

a slow down in traffic

a sweep when free

a pleasure in  a quietude

the thoroughfare on one  end

the  serenity at the other

go I with an insatiable drive

I should be home in an hour

my sweet home beckons with a smile

being away by only a few milesdrive back home

the desire jumps out in strength

the love of home is a treasure

it being a great wealth

inexpressible in its delineation

a fascination that clings to me steadfast

I would be there in no time

makes me rejoice with glee.

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delusion Poetry

Noise Pollution —A Delusion


It is a cacophony

deafening terribly

like to lock the ears

wish to run away in fear

keeps on haunting all through

the sound turns one to blue

hapless and hopeless I stand

unable to move out from the band

others enjoy the din to the full

noise has become a way of life

the honk, the blare, the blast

all immerse the environ fast

term it noise pollution

anyhow it is a delusion.cacophony