bad is good
as all things are good
good is bad.
Category: Poetry
The theory of relativity
a scientific formula
aligned not to science alone
associates with poetry also.
the tree in all its glory
comes close to a comparison
a man having achieved glory.
The rose in all its beauty
tells us of the sweetness
while its thorns
indicate the ruggedness
there are sides for all
one for the good
the other for the bad
good and bad exist together
illness and wellness live together
love and hate get on together
the theory of relativity
comes in handy
expressed in easy terms
not as outlandish as in science.
The rain comes
pours in a torrent
drenches the ground
penetrates into the layers
down to the crust
all done in an hour
a rejuvenation is across
the earth revives
copious water around
a sense of beatitude prevails
all because of the rain.
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None To Weep For Her.
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It is an experience could be of relevance very much referred by all the cause of a great fall. The little girl left alone wandered in the streets all alone caught the eyes of hooligans who took her to a forest dense. The little one cried hoarse gagged with a cloth coarse she whimpered in a subdued tone all muffled up the poor one. They dragged her to the interior raped and bruised her exterior she lay half dead in the mid forest they abandoned her in the test. The horror is so terrible the girl lay there horrible none to take care of her none to weep for her. |
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The Status And Its Trend.
Great in name
great in fame
great in wealth
great in stealth
the man of repute
commits in depute
frauds and malpractices
has been the practice
not of him alone
of his family in tone
boast of their status
they being traitors
not the ones who let the country
sharing the secrets to the entries
who hoard and who deceive
the banks and receive
millions and billions
why not even trillions
cheat the depositors untiringly
swindle their money unmindfully
walk around with dignity
after selling the integrity
such men should be shot
their money has to be got
leaving them free
would be risky in the spree
catch them at action
wait for no reaction
possibly money could butt in
throw punishment to the bin
they would imperiously tread
as men of substance and well read.
My child cries
for reasons he knows not
he cries loud.
My child laughs
for reasons he knows not
he laughs loud.
His cry and laugh
do not claim any reason
he being a child.
It is mysterious
very confusing
unpredictable
unable to delineate
impossible to attribute
clueless and alarming
the happening is frightful
how many adjectives
how much of feelings
I could add and express
the “mystery” makes me shudder
I could find no reason
the night when it took place
signals a shudder and a panic
the sound like thunder
emanated from nowhere
the articles on the table
fell down one by one
the ground seemed to quiver
could hear the footsteps
they came so close
could not see the figure
the door bell rang incessantly
I sat there dazed without a move
my eyes still and my hands frozen
a terrible, horrendous event
turned me into a stone
motionless and terrified
after a few minutes pause
the noise ceased, the ground was firm
the articles got back in place
normalcy resumed.
a”mystery” has come to an end
knew not from where it started
why did it start?
and how did it end up?
unravelled till this day.
Push is violence
sometimes points to an irreverence
a malicious indifference.
Push for benefit
coming through with the deficit.
has its limit.
Push in queue
means a lot in lieu
without a clue
It is so soft and nice
so simple and cool
so good and sober
not so hot but tempered
there enters the word “mild”
a silky word, I feel
looks so in the tone
felt so even when not touched
“mild” does not provoke
nor does it ignite
for that matter not stimulate
never does it incite
maintains the tempo
keeps you going smooth
mild being the kindliest word
the mild weather is comfortable
the mild temper soothes
the colour mild pleases
the voice mellowed in mildness
exuberates and enhances
the mild an antithesis of ferocious
an opposite of anger
a contrast of gaudy
contrary to arguments
a flexible, gentle nature in all
could be acclaimed as “mild”
the word bears the torch
glows with a subdued flame
yet spreads light all over.
“More” and “Most”
come foremost
the much-used words
one being the comparative
the other the superlative
“more I like you
the more you hate me”
shows the proportion of like and hate
an equation of algebra
beautifully illustrated
“More” quantifies
I want some more
could be of food, drink
chocolates pointing to the ordinary
jewels, money, and wealth
indicating not so ordinary
with greed underneath
requiems a sense of want
some more and some more
could be heard from all quarters.
“Most” shows saturation
has so many prefixes
utmost and almost
add to the charm of the word
with “most” enters the level of fulfillment
sufficiency is the essence
giving the best at all times
looking extremely beautiful
sumptuous and delicious
grand and grandeur
all go behind “most”
the negative connotations
could be described
with a vehemence
with an emphasis
using the word ‘most”
these two words are common
greatly deployed in almost every way
by the old and young
even by the illiterates
familiar words very easy going
always pronounced with an accent.
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