It was a search.
Beyond the torch.
It was a start.
Far away in a sort.
It looked ahead.
Away from the tread.
Mind you it is near.
And it is very dear.
Category: Theory
Round and round goes the clock.
It is a rotation of its little hands.
Round and round goes the earth.
It is a revolution on its own axis.
Round and round goes the Man.
It is a movement to circulate physically.
Round and round he craves in.
It is a motion to spread slander.
The clock shows time in precision.
Enacting day and night in decision.
The earth extends to life a bounty
Enlivening men and animals to a dainty.
Man breeds enmity in a concealed security.
He nurtures vengeance in a confided intimacy.
Killing one another is his discreet strategy.
Annihilating the existence in totality.
It is a style of living.
It is a lively visualizing.
It tells a lot of the being.
It is an honorable cruising.
The style gives a count.
It writes up an account.
Tells us about the deals paramount.
That adds up to the surmount.
The style reveals the person’s identity.
It portrays the scope of his individuality.
It measures the scale of his virtuosity.
It discerns his nature with an assiduity.
It is the style that makes a man.
It is the style that calls him a gentleman.
It is the style that hails him a good human.
It is the style that makes him a creditable man.
Vampires existed in folk-lore.
They were depicted in tales of yore.
They created a bloody sore.
They sucked the blood to the core.
Mythology abounds with their horror portraits
Greeks and Romans spoke of their terror straight.
Christianity refers allegorically to their existence in trait.
Asians represent the being with hair hanging upright.
Vampires are no more myths in the real sense.
They are found almost in every place over the fence.
Oppression is a sign of drinking blood beyond the lens.
The powerful go about with unmindful impertinence.
The potent do play a havoc with rigour.
The cheats out beat them by their trigger.
Treachery is a connivance that creates a snigger.
Ruthlessness is an atrocity that condemns all others to a meagre.
There are innumerable sects of vampires in society.
As countless incidents contribute to their impropriety.
Folk-lore did not pass on anything without sobriety.
Nevertheless the stories of vampires kindle our anxiety.
Likely to be ignorance.
It is a pretext of innocence.
It is a mask for foolish deliverance.
It is a camouflage of avaricious indulgence.
It is a manipulation to grab with hurried semblance.
Succeeding the duo march with egoistic diligence.
Unaware of the pits that are ahead of their reference.
Their momentary success is reflected in their impertinence.
Time waits for no man’s observance.
The duo find them in an entrapped inference.
Their ill earned money undergoes a disappearance.
Their undeserved pride stifles them to a grievance.
Gradually they fade away from the limelight presence.
Science is difficult to master.
None can become a master.
It exudes even the master.
It inducts a diligence in the master.
It shuns a lethargy of the master.
It brings about a spark to a master.
It flips up the image of a master.
It alleviates the status of a master.
It attributes to the skill a master.
It compiles all inventions to master.
It dissects all experiments to master.
It is a theory hard to master.
It steers an adaptability easy to master.
Scientific discovery adds a glow to the master.
Scientific abuse bring ignominy to the master.
It dubs and acknowledges the great master.
It stubs and condemns
the fake master.
Mastery of science is unlikely to master.
Trees were in full bloom.
Colorful flowers were in full blossom.
Lascivious fruits hung heavily.
Little birds chirped crisply.
Bees buzzed with a drone.
Adding charm to the zone.
The land stands bare.
There are no trees to stare.
There are no bearer of fruits juicy
.
There are no blossoms to make flowering lovely.
There are no loving hosts to hold birds chatter.
There are no lively relays to deliver the bees humming with cheer.
The ground is loaded with mortar and concrete.
Buildings go up in stylish lanky upbeat.
Displaying colors of morbid paints.
Distracting the original inhabitants.
Chasing them out of their dwellings
Disturbing the environment out of its rings.
Threats come in different forms.
Destroying everything over the norms.
Invasions are considered as heroic deeds.
Assassinations are out of greed.
Harassment indicate a cruel impertinence.
Deforestation is a crime beyond penance.
The gangrene is in the foot.
It is ferociously angry .
It resembles a reddish flame.
The sore falls apart.
Blood oozes out.
It glitters unashamed.
It looks horrible and ugly.
Subscribing much towards an abstract gangrene.
It lies deep in the heart.
It is rudely ferocious.
It is soaked in jealousy.
It exhibits animosity.
The abscess bursts with force.
Letting out ill will and venom in one go.
The physical affliction is unbearable.
The wound heals up with care.
The mental agony dispels hope.
The extradition becomes a torture.
The body heals.
The mind suffers.
It is the non existent that truly exists.
Categories
It Is Near You.
It is right in front of you.
It is very near you.
It is actually beside you.
It is obviously visible to you.
It is waiting for you.
Grab it says someone to you.
Do not miss it cries the other one to you.
It is a bit of a quandary to you.
But it is an opportunity to you.
Make the most of it is the advice to you.
Get going success is yours.
It is going to rain cats and dogs.
As the sky is downcast in clogs.
As the clouds are dark with fog.
Are they signs of rain? is the log.
They are says the common jog.
But they are far from true say some with agog.
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