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Schools Of Yester Year.


Years ago children loved school,

it was another home to them,

Learning was never cumbersome,

It rendered a development wholesome.

 

Children learnt with ease,

Numbers were easily mastered,

Letters were finely read,

Everything went directly to the head.

 

Learning was both study and play,

Simple practices enabled counting

Carry over was established in adding,

Take away was used in subtracting.

 

Language  became a felicitous facility,

Grammar opened up the intricacies,

Usage delivered the delicacies,

Communication became relevancies.

 

It was an enjoyable experience,

The teacher and taught worked together,

There was no pressure or ill feeling rather,

It was a perfect harmony altogether.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Baby’s First Crawl


Lying down on his stomach ,

Looking around to check,

Pulling his legs to the fore,

 He fell down on the floor.

 

He got hurt to an extent,

He cried to his heart’s content,

Then attempted  again,

Alas ! he slipped in the bargain

 

He threw an angry look around

Stared in anger at the ground,

Shouted something in a loud voice

He stretched himself in a choice.

 

The baby became restless,

 He slowly dragged his legs breathless,

Steadied himself to a right position

He remained waiting for the next decision.

 

He suddenly  took a four-legged step,

 Moved his right leg in a forward pep,

The left one followed in a quick,

Architecting an advance like a trick.

 

The ruse went on for a little time,

It was like a poetic rhyme,

The crawl was with a rhythmic ease,

That brought no ridiculing tease.

 

It was fun  to see him crawl  for the rest,

It was for him a  highly priced test,

He had taken a move daring,

Is it not a praiseworthy sharing?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Baby Sleeps


A little baby is lying in a cradle,

 She is making  noises in a babble,

Her cries are calls a little feeble,

She mostly lets out a giggle.

 

The baby is like a dainty rose,

Tiny appears her fingers and toes,

Her face enlightens all those,

Her smile ensues a lovely glow.

 

Soon her eyes gently close,

She sucks her thumb in a doze,

  As her charm increasingly grows,

Opening out to all an ecstatic source.

 

It is a pleasure to see her sleep,

Her light slumber is not deep,

She gets startled at a tiny beep,

Forcing a stealthy silence in a creep.

 

Peeping over the cradle for long,

Sends a tranquil vibration all along,

Sets the mind at peace not wrong,

Makes the heart sing a merry song.

 

It is a pleasure unexplainable,

It is a leisure unfathomable,

Oh!Is not my verse lovable?

Nay,it is the  way the baby sleeps  is enjoyable.

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Sleep Over


Panic fills the mind,

Depression sets fine,

Disappointment is the new find,

What more is in line?

Squeaks the voice from the hind.

 

Many more are on the way,

Much more  would cross,

Wait for the eventual sway,

A prediction is there for a furthermore loss,

Warns the forecast of the day.

 

A sleep over is the trick at hand,

Let everything pass in a slow motion.

Watch the turmoil from a distant stand,

Show no rush to reach  the  destination,

Prompts the theory of a reputed brand.

 

Deferring the decisions to a period late,

Might look as a procrastination sure,

It is time required to seal the fate,

A reprieve needed to think and endure,

Confesses a solution provider in a voice great.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Child’s smile.


A smile of a child lights up the face,

It is innocence in a glaze,

It leaves nothing in a trace,

It is an absolute blaze.

 

The glitter in the smile sparkles,

It makes the eyes twinkle,

It radiates all through in a trickle,

It appears like a bounteous  sprinkle.

 

A child in a stroller smiled cheerfully

  It  winked  its eyes gracefully,

Intoxicating  the passers  heavily,

Making them forget their self temporarily.

 

The smile of a child has taken me away,

Far from the instant  pressurised sway.

It takes me to a sphere so far away,

Perching me in a hillock full of gay.

 

 

 

 

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The Rest Will Follow


It is a road less traversed,

Take it with a dare,

Get ahead of others if you can,

The rest will follow .

 

It is a thought out of box,

Work it out with a grasp,

Give it a distinct  frame if you can,

The rest will follow.

 

It is a peculiar choice,

Deign it with a confidence,

Give it a beautiful look if you can,

The rest will follow.

 

It is a special course,

Choose it with a desire,

Give it a progressive outlook if you can ,

The rest will follow.

 

The traditional  insight is great,

It also renders a monotonous  cheer,

Try to change it carefully if you can.

The rest will follow.

 

 

 

 

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Nothing is Indispensable.


A lane  bustles with activities,

People  move up and down,

Transactions are going in high speed,

The lights go off at regular intervals,

There is a hush,

This happens often,

In the morning it is warm,

At dusk it is dark,

Yet, business is done.

Proving  that nothing is indispensable.

 

 

 

 

 

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A Story Is Born.


Rummaging through the books,

Perusing the daily news,

Going through the events,

Compiling the instances,

Connecting the anecdotes,

 I Wove a story.

 

It is not everything real,

It is half true, half imaginary,

Imagination is colourful,

It spices and spruces the truth,

Adds flavour and suspense to reality,

Thus the fabrication goes.

 

Names are changed to protect privacy,

Episodes are added to get away from the track,

Period is altered to give a differential  timing,

Places are changed to strengthen the variation,

Thus the story is born.

 

 

 

 

 

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Algis Are Like that.


He is close to the family,

Talks high in front,

Talks ill at the back,

Well, he is like that.

 

He enjoys all comforts to the dot

Makes use of all facilities to the core

Speaks as though he is not cared,

Well, he is like that.

 

He expects the best of all,

Grabs the most expensive,

Then speaks irreverently,

Well, he is like that.

 

He never gives back,

He comes empty-handed,

Boasts of his helping nature,

Well, he is like that.

 

He never spends a pie,

He lives on other’s magnanimity,

Proposes an empty toast,

Well, he is like that.

 

His wife also sails in the same boat,

Commands all others with authority,

Faces disobedience  at home,

Well, she is like that.

 

She is extremely sharp-tongued,

Waxes eloquently and bosses others,

Thrown aside by her own daughter -in -law,

Well, she is like that.

 

The couple is none other than Algis,

They jointly appear for all occasions,

 Their  presence is  disdained by all,

Well,  Algis are like that.

 

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A Slit, A Stab, A Murder.


It is, a shock,a terrible shock.

It is ,a revelation,a shocking revelation,

It is, but a truth, a revealing truth,

It is hard to accept, truly hard.

 

Coming out of it was a nightmare, a terrific one 

It is a rude  strike, an unnerving one,

It is an unbelievable episode, a stifling one,

It is hard to accept, truly hard.

 

What is  it so alarming?

It is a murder, gruesome murder,

A teacher was stabbed by a her ward,

He is a fierce and young  boy of fourteen.

 

The teacher was alone in her class, all alone,

The boy dashed in like a storm,

Slit her throat and butchered her,

She fell down in a pool of blood screaming .

 

The  cause for such provocation is a warning,

The irregularity and inefficiency  of the  boy was  condemned,

It is but the duty of the teacher to do so,

The infuriating rashness has cost a precious life. 

 

The post of a teacher has become  a mockery,

Her family is now destined to suffer,

A momentous fury has brought death,

It is difficult,to comprehend, really difficult.