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The New Born


Woke up in the morn,

to the tune of a song.

The sun  mirthfully shone,

amidst the gleeful throng.

There was a mild sound,

which came along.

That expressed in a  lovely tone,

an arrival of a new-born.

 

Crying in full throat,

the babe made the entry.

Alerting everyone with a short

sharp  notes similar to a sentry.

Revitalising the surrounding

with a charming frenzy.

That brought out  aloud,

the arrival of  the new-born.

 

 

 

The anticipation turned out

to a passionate excitement.

The anxiety converted itself

into a delightful predicament.

There  arose a tranquillity

embedded in peace and contentment.

That delivered in all serenity,

the arrival of the new-born.

 

 

 

 

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A Poor Girl Yonder.


Tossing in the bed she lies.

Wrinkling her brows she cries.

Twisting her nose she tries.

Biting her lips she controls.

 

Up she gets  out of her bed.

Over her eyes look red.

Above she knocks her forehead.

High  she stumbles ahead.

 

In she walks along the aisle.

Into she  stutters over the trail.

Inside she breaks like a frail.

Inward she flutters as a gale.

 

Out she rushes out of the gate.

Outside she maintains her gait.

 

She attains the status of a feature.

She achieves a celebrity in structure 

She embarks as a classical  figure.

Oh! she is nothing more than a poor creature

 

 

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The symptoms of Down.


Rituals keep us tied down.

Religion makes us bow down.

Commitments compel us to flow down.

Fear forces us to lie down.

Distress tracks us almost down.

Struggle combats with thrust down.

Survival is the only thought that blows down.

 

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There Sits the Child.


A child over there,

 sits in a corner,

with nothing to share,

looks like a loner,

none to care,

expresses a sordid  groan,

nervous  like a hare,

crys like a mourner,

confined to a bare,

thinking aloud  no sooner,

falls  down in scare,

collapsing every other in a flare,

well, that is  the end of the fair.

 

 

 

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The value Of Tradition


It is a tradition on the move.

sticking to the values in a  grove,

shunning the deviation in a blue,

passing on with a conservative flew,

implementing a decorum true,

gliding she crosses the avenue like a dew.

 

Her move is  an enthusiasm  lively.

With a charisma she proceeds gaily,

with a stamina she presides sternly.

with a  discipline she conducts firmly,

with an energy she works untiringly,

taking her to the  step of victory. 

 

Tradition is not  only in her attire specially.

It is  found in her speech almost admiringly.

It is seen in her manners all the most specifically.

It is explicit in her character very distinctly.

It is visible in her demeanour most explicitly.

Tradition makes her look tallerexplicitly,  than everyone else totally.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Time To laugh


Take time to laugh.

Laugh at yourself enough.

Laugh at your struggles tough.

Laugh at  your experiences rough.

Laugh at your foibles muff.

Laugh at your  own voice gruff.

Laugh at your wordy bluff.

Laugh at your smooth sailing surf.

Laugh at your  cosy turf

Laugh at everything in a huff.

It is time to laugh and laugh.

 

 

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Drought


Drought prevails all over.

Rivers are brown in a stop over.

Grass has turned yellow in a make over.

Cattle  look pale white in a drop over.

Men  appear faintly dark in a hang over.

drought extinguishes all spirit in a fall over.

 

 

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Pressure Of Kind.


The head started to ache.

The  pressure  was on all sides.

It was a horrible take.

Everything went against the tides.

The exertion was unbearable to take.

There was none to guide.

The living was only for sake.

It was difficult to ride.

Would the pressure turn out to be a break?

Would it work out to be a long abide?

Nothing seem to be  conducive in the track.

All looks incredibly black. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Effect Of Lies.


Lie leads to a tie.

A tie directs to a buy.

The buy insists a try.

A try promotes a shy.

The shy creates a cry.

A cry pushes to a fly.

The fly brings out a sigh.

A sigh  predicts a die.

The die ends up dry.

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An Inertia


The body is in motion.

The mind is in commotion.

There is no coordination.

Everything moves in acceleration.

Leading to an arrest of notions.

It is likely to bring an inertia.

The mind works towards an amnesia.

The limbs succumb to a  paralytic  differentia.

The spirit dies  in  a distinct  criteria.