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Eyes Do Much Harm


The eyes of a man

being filled with envy

looks not safe.

 

The eyes of another

full of venom

poses a danger.

 

Their eyes  crave

one stands in front

the other behind.

 

The apparent strikes

a risky  one

deem it to be in front.

 

The virtual kindles

a fiery one

consider  it to be in the back.

 

Being in the middle

you become the target

a throw and a hard hit .

 

Better stay away

as they say

eyes release horror.

 

Better not come in between

as a way of security

run away from them in speed .

 

That be a remedy

could be a strategy

nay above all a reward.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Finality in All.


There be a stop

an end to all

could be done in a hop

would arrest a fall

 

More and most

could  be  degrees

keep them in the coast

not accept them with please.

 

The finality be brought

be there a limitation

nothing could be bought

not any in a compulsion.

 

The conclusion comes  gradually

settle the scores  as fast

wait for the destination formally

the end of the day has been cast.

 

There be no formality

go about with ease

never with any rivalry

nor with any tease.

 

Wish the end to be peaceful

turmoil and turbulence eschewed

would not that  be wonderful?

as you find yourself diffused.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Fever


Fevers are so many in a row

viral being the most common

an ailment in a degree low

a reaction to infection in a summon.

 

Fevers of the mind are variant in a flow

examination calls for a fever too high

many suffer with a burning in a glow

a cause impossible to ascertain  in any buy.

 

Another category crosses my mind now

being the one of milk fever  of times

the nursing mothers experience in a blow

too much of a strain during the specific time.

 

Being said of the  illness prevalent  everywhere

there be many hidden and unforeseen  versions

feverishness  calls for a startling glare

being unknown they be real or feigned   creation

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Good Old Days.


A lady of yesterday

dignified and stately

a lady of today

casual and smart

be a lot of difference

a distinct decorum

seen in the  yesteryears

a let go attitude

found in the recent

attribute it  to the time

be that of the years

more so of the generation

a wide mouthed chasm

penetrates through the prism

Do you  hear a sigh near

could it be afar

nay very much from me

mumbling to myselfyesteryearsrecent

Oh! the good old days.

 

 

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Climatic Violence.


Could hear the thunder

it is going to be a wonder

the clouds gather so quick

would it rain in a tick?

wait and wait for hours

what has happened to nature’s power?

stands it bereft of all strength

weak and frail to the tenth

the thunder slowly wanes into silence

rains retreat leaving a climatic violence.climate

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Being A Solitary Reaper.


The day flees fast

tied up in calls

one after another

in cohesive turns

managed the daily chores

with those in force

forget what I talk

to the one and to the other

hope I did not mix up

the way around in toll

completed the dialogues

a little ahead of the schedule

back to my normal routine

a revert to the original

being myself to myself

a “solitary reaper”  of Wordsworth

once and for all in worth.

 

 

 

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A Fallacy


It is a fallacy all the more

 has to be removed

 could be one of the four.

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The first one being a shortcut

 the way to earn money

 abusing the normal cult.

The second being a superstition

 the myth of auspicious omens

disproportionate to the  institutions

The third one of a doctrine

 being  one of an  undue struggle

a misbehaviour of any discipline

The last  one being a rumour

 a circulation of unwanted gossip

 a similar effect of a tumour.

Let us shed all these fallacies

 take up the deeds as they confront

 not  involving into the intricacies.

 

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Benevolence As Seen


It is a blessing

could I say

it is mercy

could I call

it is a power

could I conclude

it is what

I do not know

 

it is beyond

it is behind

it is all over

being a presence

one of omnipotence

one of omniscience

one of benevolence.

 

 

 

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The Consonance.


Frozen like snow

she looked though

the weather being hot.

 

Hard as iron

she seemed to be

the  structure being fragile.

 

Ferocious as a lion

she  appeared to be the

the countenance felt that way

 

Crafty as a fox

she held herself to be

deceptive of her real self.

 

Could these semblance

take the cue in a resonance

being in great consonance.

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Being in Such a Way.


Being in two minds

is of a precarious kind

being not fully  here

being not wholly there.

 

Being in different thoughts

is in a range being caught

being not acceptable as such

being not bothered as much

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Being  in a place of support

could lead to a purport

being  not always independent

being not always reliant.

 

Being in such a way

would usher in a pay

being confident and gay

being strong would stay.