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Actions Poem

Appease.


Appeasing the Gods has been from yore.
Rituals differ according to the course.
Gods stay alone under the roof
as a means to ward of nature’s hoofs.

The roofs undergo a periodical update
with consecrations and extensions to date
aligning it to modern structural designs
decorating the premises to suit his signs.

Happen to see lot of eyes closed and praying
when gallons of milk was poured with a beaming
pride and demeanor on the heads of the deities
attempting to appease the divine dignitaries.

My eyes did not remain closed for long
as they perceived a child singing a song
on the roads of cities with a broken hood
crying for a dime which could buy her food.

Waking up from reverie found all hands folded
trying to find the sublime in the closeted
while the real divine, the hungry child, walks around
seeking alms to appease her hunger by going through the surround..

hungry child

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Actions kitchen Poem

Breaking The Fast


The morning was pleasant
With the newspapers in one hand
and with a phone on the other hand
woke up to the world’s call
of news from all parts to read
of information from the family to heed.
The time for breakfast was moving on
with nothing in way of preparation.
ran to the kitchen dry
to work on a dish of deep fry
which came out with a fine taste
sat down to eat it with no haste
winding up with a cup of hot teatea

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Actions Poem

A Climb


Red berries
on the ground for long
become dry and wrong
losing their song.

Red berries
gathered at once
look fresh and round
increasing their bound.

Right thing
at the right time
gets ahead with a chime
proposing a climb
red berries

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Actions change Experience Poem

Out Of Range


My cousin is a bookworm
always reading in terms
with his thick glasses on
he read on an on
forgot to eat
was not neat
wearing a faded trouser
One day he got an offer
from a leading university
as Professor of History.
Mind you he became
stylish all the same
an overnight change
very much out of range .
bookworm

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Actions greed Poem

Stealth Cat.


A sparrow sitting on a bough
singing merrily high above
came down in a speedy flight
seeing a morsel of bread on sight
a big fluffy cat came chasing
as the little sparrow was descending
forcing the bird to a hasty retreat
as the cat wanted to have the entire treat
The morsel was in fragments small
not enough for the cat’s call
but adequate for the sparrow
Cats are known for their stealth and sly
as greed always has its way
the cat got nothing out of its try
but successfully made the little bird fly.

cat and sparrow,

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Actions dream Poem

She Dreams.


Living in a world of dreams
she talked of everything that seems
raving over things that would never take place
seeing things out of the mental eye in haze
refusing to get into the realistic in any likelihood
going into the world of utopia in every attitude
she passes her days without any discomfort absolute.
living like a princess facing no dispute.
Utopias

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Actions forte Poem

A La carte.


Eating out has never been my forte.
A little partake would lead me to a doubt
of the ingredients that go to make it out.
The staunch vegetarian in me pops with a force
smelling everything that sends out a smell from the source
Unknowingly I go into the depth of the preparation
attempting to find out the reason for any aberration
unassuming I trace the quality of the flour and dub it inferior
confirming as well the butter that gets into it is not superior
my mind proceeds fervently to qualify them with a peculiar disregard
unnerving the co diners to withdraw from the “a la carte”.
dining out

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Actions Experience fall Poem

Rickety Stool.


Sitting on a broken stool
the crooked man ate full.
Straightening his bent knee
he guffawed with glee.
With a full stomach
he went amuck
Relaxed himself by stretching his limbs
made the rickety stool jolt in the rim.
The stool gave out with a croaking sound
and the crooked man fell on the ground.
broken

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Actions Poem save.

Save


Save they say
save lots for the rainy day
as there is no rain.

Rainy_Day

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Actions Age Anger Experience Poem

Mind In Delirium


deliriumA mind which cannot rest at ease
involves itself in gossip limitless
talking ill of others is one way
slandering unmindful is another way.
Why and what makes me do so?
makes one wonder ever so.

That mind should be extremely disturbed
with issues that keep it constantly perturbed
either by a heavy irrevocable financial loss
or by erroneous repeated flaws.
The monetary part sends a shiver
while the mental agony sets in a quiver.

Talking incessantly about a person
whom you do not like for no reason
impressively tells that you are jealous
of he being progressive and prosperous
and wish to inflict a dent to his image
by reversing his trend by a senseless barrage.