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The Child’s Cry


It is a feeble noise soft and shrill

It is something of a sob from afar,

It  evokes  a sensation of chill,

Keeping us in cold so far.

 

It is a cry of a child a little away,

The little one must be in unbearable pain,

It is an uneasiness which she cannot say,

She sheds tears like an incessant rain.

 

The mother could not calm her down,

She did what she could in full fast,

The child continued to cry in a drone,

Making everyone sad in aghast.

 

It went like that for a short duration,

The child then  gradually stopped wailing,

The mother fed her on and off without affectation,

The child then dozed off  in a smooth sailing.

 

The mother then breaks down uncontrollably,

Slides down the aisle suppressing her fears,

Holding the little one to her bosom closely,

 She sings a lullaby brushing aside her tears.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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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Lovely-Flower&Child.


The soft petal unfolds,

The silky shine  raptures,

The colourful throw  captures,

The eyes of those who behold.

 

The fragrance  invariably spreads,

The  charm slowly  entices,

The  sweetness quickly  enriches, 

All  delicious threads.

 

Its  span of life  is short,

Its  memory   is long,

The  experience  got  is lifelong,

Lingering  always  in thought.

 

The little flowers  beautifully invigorate

Their loveliness endlessly  entrances

So does the child’s delicate  stance

Induces  a melody elaborate.

 

The little ones sharp  crying,.

Its delicious lisping  sounds,

Its toothless smiles bounds,

All to a warm  coaxing.

 

The child’s delightful odour  fills up,

Its  interrupted cries trigger lowly

Its tiny eyes flicker slowly,

Extolling a pleasure high up.

 

Holding the child to the bosom,

Delivers a feeling infectious,

Renders  an unexplainable  bliss religious,

Akin to that  of espying a flower blossom.

 

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A Heap out There.


A fastidious bowl over,

An incongruous  show along,

A grotesque feel all over,

As I saw a heap lying along.

 

It was not a pile of waste ,

Nor a wholesome trash,

It was not  a  dusty paste,

Nor a gruesome  crash.

 

It was a  plastic heap,

Lying unmoved for years,

Bags ,bottles buried deep,

Moving earth to tears.

 

It is there steadfast,

Emanating a stench so foul,

People go ahead fast,

Twitching their noses with a growl.

 

It causes affliction,

As it lives persistent,

It incites a perpetuation,

As its extinction  is resistant.

 

It gulps the earth,

In a swift gobble,

It harms the earth ,

To a shaky wobble.

 

Insecurity finds place,

Fertility of the soil is at stake,

Health is in a disastrous phase,

Man encounters a real crisis not fake.

 

 

 

 

 

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Up above the Hills


Driving through undulation.

Crossing the vegetation,

Negotiating the rude  turns,

Breaking through the thorny  ferns,

  We went up above the hills

It was sombre sweet,

Birds chirping a gentle tweet,

 Gleefully whisked along the way,

 Benevolently carried away in  sway,

 We went up above the hills.

 

 

It was refreshing smart,

With breeze blowing aloft,

 Aromatic fragrance spreading across,

Caressingly lifting the nostrils to a gross,

 We went up above the hills.

 

 

It was  green,

Full of sheen,

Layers of lush trail,

Lay freely without bail,

 We went up above the hills.

 

 

It was picturesque,

Never was it  grotesque,

Throwing a colourful hue,

Glowing under a lovely blue,

We went up above the hills.

 

 

It was  totally fresh,

There was no rude brush,

Rendering a breathlessness,

Inducing a  togetherness,

We went up above the hills.

 

 

It was  Nature , pristine nature,

It was a  feature, delightful feature,

The grace was infinite,

The exuberance  was never  too finite,

We went up above the hills.

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Nature in a Frame


It was a beautiful landscape.

Though  not  very extensive,

All forms were naturally shaped,

Flat, hilly, valley, padlock  all  in a derivative,,

Hedges , plants, shrubs, trees  altogether tufted,

Presenting  a picturesque bouquet decorative.

The rose plants displayed an exotic colourful hue,

Spreading  a lovely mild fragrance along the path,

The hedges extended a little high clue,

As they guarded the way without wrath,

The tall trees lent a shadowy cue,

As they gave a shelter with greenish bath.

The flowers blew over each other,

Raising a nostalgic intoxication,

The shrubs fell over one another,

Reviewing a  luxurious sensation,

The huge trees bowed  up and down on one another ,

Redirecting   a sumptuous  consultation.

The green grass ran  all through, 

In between the plants in  gaiety,

The thick green carpet   retold a grow,

As large  stretches  of  infinity,

The lush green lawns proposed a bow,

Commending the creators ability

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Man Makes Them All.


The air around gets  choked,

The voice of most becomes hoarse,

Many cough violently.

A metallic sound emanates –boo,boo.

Fumes rise up from far,

The eyes turn  blood-red,

Tears flow down in  a dizzy.

A sobbing sound gets in         – hiss,hiss,

Vehicles produce carbon  emissions,

Choking man and nature together,

Implicating a catastrophe deliberately.

A chaotic commotion wakes up    – ugh , ugh

Cigar smoking  emit carcinogenic  tobacco

The lungs become weak,

Short of breath triggers fatality.

A silence  is remarkably felt.


Who makes all these?

The powerful  man makes them all,

To aid him  in his ventures plausibly,

A voiceless, cheerless , breathless, dead man emerges.

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Grass Grows


The stretch of grass over there,

Beautifully cut  and tended with care,

Where the sparrows descend in pair,

Chirping and chattering in a lovely fair.

 

Grass grows say some with disdain,

They know not the pleasure we gain,

Speak lowly of Nature’s fine  train,

Unaware that the grass looks like a shrine.

 

The tired eyes see  structures of concrete,

Massive and monstrous revealing a mistreat,

Sending a sensation of nauseated beat,

Signalling a direction of regretful greet.

 

The greenish hue  amidst the concrete jungle  is invisible

Stones and mortar have overwhelmed the  preamble,

The artificial  landscape is but a poor cousin to natural ramble,

Letting out a desolate morbidity in a shamble.

 

Yet grass grows in whatever space possible,

Only to be uprooted to make way for skyscrapers reliable,

Sealing the fate of the environment to a trouble,

Ensuing a crash of the equilibrium in a loud decibel

 

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A Defiance


Defiance is a rarity  these days,

As the going is  easy always,

Enabling a free movement  all through,

With a less  problematic move,

Pleasing to all .

 

Defiance is alarming to most,

As acceptance is a toast,

Keeping everyone in good mood ,

With a disguised affectation all too good,

Pleasant to all.

 

 

Defiance is condemned  by almost all,

As though it is an  irrational call,

An action much-needed during terms of inconsistency,

Raising the voice at periods of insurgency,

 Is displeasing  to all.

 

Defiance is detested by the majority,

As though  it affects the priority,

A resistance much required against arrogance,

Boldly desisting the partial preference,

Is unpleasant to all.

 

Defiance is a rightful tool double-edged .

Prescribed  to ward off discriminations pledged,

To be used with delicate ,careful  serenity

An unexpected move would invite  unfathomable trinity,

Of violence , war, and bloodshed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Read Aloud- A Command


My friend  bade me to read aloud,

Letters and words jumbled up in a fold,

My voice stumbled to a hold,

Fear lurked up  making me cold,

Yet I read aloud.

 

Raising my tone high and high,

Reading with a moderate shy,

I settled to ease by and by,

My first attempt  was a good try,

As I took up the dedicated fly.

 

My reading was quite  interesting

The audience heard with rapt  binding,

There was a silence really filling,

Adding to the grace of the rendering,

I stood amidst grand rebuilding.

 

Applauses rant the air,

Appreciation encircled the fair,

Questions came up in pair,

Pat came the answers  from me in quick spare,

I remain grateful to my friend’s care.