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Sensitivity Or Sensibility – I know Not.


depositphotos_5465097-Mother-and-daughter-arguingTake it or leave it
cried my mother.
Angry for what
I know not.
The sudden outburst
was unfamiliar
causing a feeling
of discomfort.
In a freak of anger
justifiable too
like mother
so the daughter
I threw the thing
I remember not
what it was
as years have
rolled and memories
have got rusted.
Sensitive was and is
my weakness as
everybody terms it
but I feel strongly
it is pride and
self-respect that
had held me and
is still holding me
in a status different
from the rest
many might dislike
me and only a
few would agree
with my sensitivity
or rather I would
address it as
sensibility am I right?

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Actions Poem thoughts

Love Me For What I Am


Michael AngeloLove me for what I am
not for what I am not
said the poetic muse.

Love me not for my beauty
but for the pleasant thoughts
I give you, said the rose.

Love me not for my wisdom
but for the human experience
said Solomon the wise.

Love me not for my bravery
but for my compassion
said Asokha the Emperor .

Love us not for our grandeur
but for our uniqueness
intimate the frescoes of Michael Angelo.

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Actions Poem

One A Penny,Two A Penny.


imagesOne a penny two a penny
hot cross bun
goes the rhyme
when pennies were of worth.
now they are pennies
with a puny limit.
Escalation in prices
has reached the sky.
Gold and silver prices
rock up and down
with the fall too little
while the rise is too high.
The land value is exciting
prompting the landed to sell
and become landless.
With the cost becoming dear
travels to places near
provides pleasures nominal.
Where are we moving in the sojourn ?
In prices trying to reach the sky.
In existence going deep down
singing the rhyme
one a penny two a penny
hot cross bun.

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Actions education. Poem

Roaring it Is


Degree-Sale-jpg_092651It is largely a business
highly a transaction
leading to a sale
and a purchase
not in terms normally
but rather abstractly
which could yield revenue
not in hundreds or thousands
but in millions and billions
selling not a product alone
but commodities in package
Curious to know
what it is all about.
It is education
that is sold.

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Actions Poem

Uneasy.


uneasyUneasy lies the head
that wears the crown.
Uneasy it is really
that makes all worn.
Uneasy causes a dizzy
when your body feels.
It creates a busy
when your mind exercises.
Uneasy thoughts coherently
lead to doom in no time
Uneasy acts consistently
create a sham every time.
Well, you know
Uneasy relates gradually
to an embarrassment
Uneasy ends up in quit
when smoothness expires.
Uneasy delegates mainly
a withdrawal unknown,

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The Wish Of A Pond.


pond fishLittle over there, there was
a pond full of fish
which had a lovely wish
that would sound rare.

The wish was very simple
only wanting water in surplus
all the time nevertheless
it should not trickle.

The pond’s wish was granted
It had water to the brim
making people to swim
a liveliness thus enacted.

As years rolled by
an evil eye fell on the pond
as it had to go through a bond
accordingly sales went by.

The pond was levelled,
It was divided into plots
sold by casting ballots
The pond lay dead.

Sky scrapers came in
with twenty to thirty floors
Houses went high up not in rows
creating a bustle and a noisy din

The wish of the pond still
remained alive as told
that it began to flood
as the rain water started to fill.

The inhabitants had a hard day
blocking the water’s entry
with sand bags acting as sentry
struggling to divert its way.

Going by the incidence
felt that offending nature
leads to a terrible torture
causing a situation beyond resistance

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Do little And Do more.


DOo little and Do more.The two sisters in a town
Do little and Do more
lived happily in a house
making their mother mad.
.

Do little did little
or remained doing nothing
making her mother
do all the more.

Do more did more
or did chaotically more
making her mother
do it once more.

The Do little lazily
slept in a bed cosy
eating and sleeping being
her daily chores.

The Do more enthusiastically
worked always systematic
cleaning, cooking gardening .
not missing any of her duties.

The mother caught in between
the sisters dull and bright
had a tough time
overseeing and completing .

One did nothing
while the other did everything
leading to nothing the result
in both the cases is zero.

Imagine the mother
doing everything not once
but twice all day
getting exhausted all the more.

Do little is better of the two
doing and spoiling nothing
Do more spoilt all things
by doing everything.

Nothing apparently has more value
than infinity uncountable
Learning a lesson we understand
do anything only if you know.

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Actions education Poem

Mothers Stand Aside Please.


stock-photo-14462369-mother-scolding-her-daughter
Jumping and hopping in the garden
the little girl spent her evening
much to the displeasure of her mother.

The girl was good in schoolwork
well equipped in science and maths
excelled in all subjects with distinction.

Yet the mother wanted her to do more.
wishing her daughter to clinch the honour
in an inimitable manner setting a record.

The over enthusiasm of the mother
looked awkward at times turning it into
green greed restricting the child’s pleasures.

The girl with her sweet temper drew a line
between her mother’s ambition and her own outlets
and did extraordinary in her academics in the year-end.

Delighted the mother made a great fuss
unaware of how her daughter made both ends meet.
telling everyone as how she encouraged the girl.

Mothers, please stand aside and watch your ward advance.
let not you impose your wishes on them autocratly
remember childhood crosses only once in life.

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The Hare And Tortoise—-A Dream Race


hareThe while little bunny
sat on his tummy
while munching
a carrot.

The tortoise lazy
moved in a glossy
surface while
in chase of a lizard..

The cute rabbit
as always his habit
thought of the old race
started to run.

The tortoise slow
as ever saw around
and crawled in its pace
with renewed confidence.

The hare ran and ran
The tortoise crawled and crawled
The winning post was little away
I waited with a beating heart.

The hare panting advanced.
The tortoise heaving approached.
Oh! it is going to be a tie
said I relieved.

It was a tie hard to decide
Awarding the honour to both
happily got out from my bed
Lo! it was all but a dream.

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Actions Poem witchcraft.

A Witch In A Woman.


witchcraft.A woman in her mid sixties
behaves quixotic
Walks in a peculiar way
moving sideways
speaks with no sense
always bragging
thinks she is beautiful
which she is not
performs black witchcraft
for malignant references
against her in-laws
mostly on a family
as she is jealous of them
They progress in spite of
these manifestations
and the manipulations
her husband does
by denying their birth rights
and inheritance
Such people do exist
and do unnatural
rites to bring doom to
the family they envy.