Lot I wanted to do yesterday.
Lot I wish to do today
Lot I hope to do tomorrow
it is a lot always
but nothing done all days.
Category: Poetry
The clasp and hold
that could not be told
keeps one in a fold
however, one might be bold
they come know not from where
they do really tear
even though there be utmost care
the tightness is beyond bear
extricating oneself from them is a trick
have to come out without a prick
it is like setting a brick by brick
so meticulous and patient not too quick
This could be a symbolic verse
aims to relieve the stress.
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Every Action ——Physics
For every action
there be an opposite reaction
not only, this is science
it also extensively signs
the impasse of the world
not clothed in words
found in real terms
experienced in events firm
met in unforeseen circumstances
it could be an encouter
straignt or hidden behind
it also could be a lesson 
dmight be a turning point
if it directs to the good
it has served the purpose
if it reports and restores bad
it is endangered and erroneous
Be careful with instigations
specially toeards reactions.
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The Crow On A Cow
The crow sat on a cow happily
as the white animal walked lazily
the bird black cawed feverishly
the cow sauntered with no aim
the crow went with it all the same
the one silent and flabby
the other noisy and skinny
a contrast visible all through
the black and white being of colour
the small and big of appearance
with an addition of other qualities
the soft alternated with loud
the nobility juxtaposed with treachery
the likely opposed to the unlikely
the enamoured compared with the endangered
both travelling together in a style
that of being one upon another in a move
Well, that be life in all aspects
might sound good or bad in all respects. 
The river is almost full
it flows with a great pull
a scene rare to see
as it is always free
water is a rare phenomenon
as the rains failed to come
unwanted things occupy the river bed
where cattle loiter instead
it appears as a polluted basin
where the city’s waste drains
the foul smell it emanates all around
destroy the environ in an abound
the ghastly sight was an eyesore
as the city became unfit to living
the water now flows with an ease
extending a fresh look and 
lease
it is but wonderful to see the gush
as the river runs with a bridal blush.
That be the age they say
the degeneration in a way
the physical deterioration
the mental disorientation
run simultaneously with a reference
almost instantly without deference
before one could realize
the set back has grown in size
the joints suffer in excess
the memory slips in a stress
there you are in a hold
gracefully go with a fold
joyfully pass into the cloud
with saying nothing aloud.
The maturity comes not with age
contrary to the popular adage
experience does land you there
all that is rosy takes you not there
that which turns hard and sour
puts you very much in that tower
makes you think and go ahead
sober and sullen you become indeed
as the struggle leads you through places
where there could be not many spaces
as to give vent to anger and indignation
as to let in haste and destruction
try and adopt a program and measure
introduce and induce a median or middle path
a slight imbalance would result in a trot
it could be a fall heavily bought
the impairment would prove expensive
let you succeed with an approach defensive
emulate right and wrong straight away
enabling a source of atonement in the way.
Come to my land
go with a band
fold the hands
take an elegant stand
look not bland
show up grand
create your brand
live happily amidst all 
that be your life in all
as you slowly diffuse into sand.
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The Little Robin Red Breast.
The little robin red breast
sat on a high rest
called out at its voice best
his love set forth a test
perhaps for a jest
hid herself behind a thorny bush
the little robin flew win a rush
could not find her in the lush
finally settled down with a hush
the female after a lot of fuss
came out smiling glorious
the robin kissed her all gracious
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The Indications
The throb amidst the throng
the cheer seen in a sneer
the charm found in calm
the hope felt in a slope
the life with a strive
all show in a glass
contradictions indicate
existence in all tense.
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