Looking for a shelter is a drive.
It goes with all the five.
To man it is an arrive
which lends a thrive.
To animals it is a strive
which protects them from harsh deprive.
To birds it is a hive
which extends a warm survive
To those under the sea it is a dive
which makes them float for a revive.
To others it is a strong derive
which indicates them that they are alive.
Category: Experience
It is exhausting and suffocating.
It is always doing.
Keeping the legs running
Forcing the thoughts to a working.
Directing the eyes to a hovering.
Enabling the brains to a calculating.
Giving instructions needs a knack.
It is most times a difficult task.
Supervision should never go slack.
as it that would land in flak.
Execution takes us to a track.
That would bring us lot of thanks
With eyes wide open we go about.
Even after that we step over the target in a miss out.
With deep deliberation we go about.
Even after that we clumsily handle the trial in a shoot out.
With meticulous handling we go about.
Even after that we fumble badly leading to a fall out.
This happened today not once but many a time.
Faltered and fell down at every chime.
Misspelt and missed every rhyme.
Lost and stood helpless at every lost aim.
Struggled and worked hard to earn a dime.
Alas! today is a day of costly slips in a mime.
Nothing would appease her.
Nothing could go with her.
Nothing might get along with her.
Nothing should oppose her.
An autocrat she is.
A defiant she was.
A dare-devil she would be.
She could turn ruthless in future.
No wonder she lives alone.
Not alone really but with her children.
Interacting with none at all times
Tracking everyone now and then.
She speaks with disregard and
She thinks she is the be all and end all.
She is not a fictitious character found in books
Truly she lives amidst us in life and blood
Categories
Fire On The Mountain.
A fire suddenly broke out.
The red flames spread throughout.
It was rising up and up without a doubt.
The steam was radiating heat unbearable round about.
The fireman fought with excess clout.
They got stifled in the way out.
The fire created a total rout.
The inmates were letting out a loud shout.
Struggling the fire brigade saved many in a tout.
They got burns extensively in a bout.
Braving the fire they resumed their work with heart stout.
They did save all lives from being burnt out.
A few men do heroic deeds in a term out.
They perform not for honour in a try out.
They do out of compassion mostly in a line out.
Such people are to be worshipped in a fold out
The qualities of men are inborn.
The birth gives a tag with a fawn.
The bringing up adds to the personality greatly.
The background lends a charm definitely.
The pleasant buoyancy is a phenomenon natural.
The dignified grace is a facility of immense approval.
The loving smile is an added tool to win everyone at all levels.
Any move of kindness draws all sectors to a close gathering most unusual.
The family makes a man what he is.
The education teaches him how he should be by thesis.
The association leads him how to interact by basis
The integrity crowns him with glory without any treatise.
An untimely ride took her life away.
She went to a movie with her boy friend anyway.
Had she kept her timing right away?
She would not have suffered in the pathway.
Students of Delhi unite to protest.
Their rising put the government to a test.
The Medical world gave her the best.
Yet she died and was put to rest.
The physical injury she experienced was terrifying.
The violent attack on her was horrifying.
The picture of the poor girl in death-bed was frightening.
The whole affair gives an unprecedented trembling.
The manhandling of girls is universal.
The pain and shame are beyond redressal.
The shameful attempts are multiplying in progression geometrical.
Most lay buried deep in cohesive bustle.
When would all these atrocities come to an end?
The act forces every head to bow down and bend.
None of us could pass on the blame to a different send.
We,as a tribe, have to ruefully accept and mend.
The stones and bricks are not lifeless as they seem.
They know much more than we comprehend in a seam.
They have witnessed many a quarrel and in fight of the team.
They have enjoyed the happiness and pleasure in a gleam.
The thought brings to mind the functions of bones and nerves.
The bones give shape to the Man’s curves
The nerves sustain his laborious serves.
Both give him facilities more than he deserves.
The stones brave the wind and weather.
They withstand with a spirit dying never.
The bricks deliver a sustenance forever.
Both together propose a structural grandeur.
The loud laughter penetrates through the stones.
The tearful cries strike the bricks in a repeated hone.
Mirth knocks the doors not alone.
Sorrow crosses the porch in a subdued tone.
The stones chuckle sonorously when they are disturbed terribly.
The bricks rattle fiercely when the wind blows rudely
They cause a furore in the dim night endlessly.
They shudder mildly in the starless darkness dolefully.
Never shun the stones of a house as lifeless.
Never condemn bricks of a house as useless.
They have recorded messages countless.
They have staged dramatic episodes nevertheless
Writing a few lines of verse
writing a few verses in form
writing with a form of rhymes
writing rhymes with sound effect.
is a skill rare to be found.
Leaves grow from trees.
Trees come up from the soil
Soil picks up the minerals from depth
Making it a natural sequence.
Eliminating anything artificial.
Poetry is spontaneous.
Coming out in speed at the moment
Jumping out with force from the heart.
Correlating the events to the full
Enabling a read most pleasant.
Words emerge with ease.
Clothing the thoughts with grace.
The rhythm flows gently.
Adorning the tone with tunes lively.
Making it an experience most memorable.
A half-baked nonsese crosses the geniality.
It evolves from a deformed mentality.
It is an outcome of a feverish jealousy.
It reflects a temperament of itching rancour.
The eyes rave on sites flawless.
They shoot a glare ruthless.
The eyes emit venom and evil.
The looks show a shocking caustic fervour.
The tongue being a boneless organ wags as it wishes.
It spurts drastic remarks in a velocity none misses.
The tongue speaks corrosive words in full blast.
Creating an unpleasant distaste inducing a shiver.
Such ill-conceived rattling fill the air.
Reinforcing mauled designs unworthy to bear.
Yet such talks pour out of minds destitute.
That are impregnate with sadism as of ever.
It was the day before the wedding.
Relatives came in all smiling.
The reception was totally warming.
The dinner was absolutely loving.
There was gaiety and joy all charming.
The photographers were busy recording.
The guests were captured in unaware positioning.
The professionals had photographed the event with exact pinning.
That of a lady with a presentation in packing.
Alighting the steps in quick-moving.
She walked up the aisle in swift stroll.
Perhaps she had a second thought on the whole.
She went down the steps in a fast mode.
She kept the gift in the car’s back hold.
Assuming that none had noticed it in a droll.
The thought to come to the wedding is itself noble.
The presence of well wishers is in itself most amiable.
The sudden change of mind in itself displays a character feeble.
The turn back in itself expresses a pleasant weakness unamiable.
The small incident does not connote a conduct impeccable.
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