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fear. Poetry quiver. sound. alarm terrible

Mystery —–Unassuming It Is.


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

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why did it start?

and how did it end up?

unravelled till this day.

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fear Poetry terrible ugly world

Why Does The Newborn cry?


The baby cries

soon as it is born

perhaps it is a dawn

the peace is gone

nine months inside  the womb

cosy and comfortable

now into the world of gloom

ugly and terrible

the rotation of the  baby

on her own axis

made her smile like a Barbie

the doll in practise

a lovely one fashionable

now into the world of reality

she has to turn reasonable

as the people around are guilty

hurl stones at each other

throw looks of spite and jealousy\

easily inflict on one another

though with a semblance  of ingenuity

that be the world the baby has to face

that be the place where she has to live

has to negotiate with the nuances in a chase

lest  she would not be able to thrive.

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