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The World’s Woe


A terror alert in India

neighbours turn foes

be not only in India

that be the world’s woe.

 

Imagine yourself as a human

take away the religion  and beliefs

you being a man

would  grant you great relief.

 

Imagine yourself to be a kind

look at the people around with love

be they of any race in a find

consider them as your kin and allow.

 

The spirit of love is wonderful

a kind word to the distressed

would make him  smile beautiful

try to mitigate his stress.

 

Need not spend millions  on projects

a word and a hand would do

a sure way to smother the  regret

that way you could go.

 

If all of us in the world think like

terrorism would run away

it would not be able to strike

as all of us jointly could push it away.

 

I am not a preacher as you could conclude

I am a human simple and soft

I fear terrorism and  all its include

I wish to see the world fly aloft

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A Fearless Mind.


A fearless mind

is all one wants

a fearing mind

is the one no one wants.

 

A brave soul

could create an impact

a timid soul

would cause a detract.

 

 

Courage is the need

go with anything in  a dare

Cowardice is  a deed

a go with it lets you bare.

 

Do or die be the bell

a decision now or never

do not withdraw into the shell

face at all times with moves clever.

 

 

 

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The Regret


The regret over an episode

could be any in the mode

one of a purchase in particular

brings out a desperation in a circular.

 

The anticipation almost dissolved

the frustration mounts up with a resolve

sell it off then and there coerces the mind

the vendor nowadays being hard to find.

 

The disappointment is expressed in ways

the one near being accused always

what was the fault of the one? being near

nay not the one retorts not in fear.

 

Going by the hypothesis as all do

it is better to push it off in the go

the price factor need not be an impairment

good riddance should be the  predicament.

 

That being the New Year Resolution

the one at fault has taken a decision

whatever might be the result ?

the one would go with the best.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Greenery


The lawn has turned sparse

could see patches in places

the grass looks dull and less

rains do destroy in cases.

 

It is how the gardener  explains

I could not  understand

the grass looks almost slain

the gardener insists on his stand.

 

The small lawn looks not good

it is a shame of its self rather

it had for long withstood

the vagaries of weather.

 

Would it regain its greenery?

it was such a beauty  once

worried I watch the  withered scenery

an eyesore all at once.

 

 

 

 

 

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Saturday Preceeds Sundays.


Saturday preceedsSunday

the weekends they  say

days of rest to many

be that so? I query.

 

I have work every day

is it ? you ask anyway

Yes , there is the sky

all through the day.

 

Am I quixotic? in a way

I hear you mumble all day

I am out of mind  all  the way

you conclude in a day.

 

I have got the sky

I have got my eyes  always

I look at the sky

gaze be the word in a way.

 

Gazing is my way

all through the day

I see the blue sky

then the grey one in ways.

 

The blue one is clear

I hold it dear.

The grey one is unclear

I consider it a drear.

 

The dark sky brings rains

indirectly a gain

the blue sky sheds light

instantly a glorious sight.

 

They say the sky is overcast

would it last?

nay, it would remain so  for a while

then would resume its style.

 

Hundred more things the sky interprets

being a lovely diaspora

hundred more feels I could deliberate

the sky being my inspiration.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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An Intricate Design.


Being a design

intricacy and floral  in a twine

beautiful in line.

 

Beautiful it is

colourful and amazing it is

a heavenly bliss.

 

 

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Being One Of Bounteous Love.


The year that is past

has  been very fast

the year began with a halo

exposing a tumult  in a bellow.

 

Much of the politics did gather

crowd up in a clamour  rather

the one claims the unattainable

the other talks of the unreachable.

 

The year that was had so much of the unrealistic

an expectation with a lot off glitch  turned static

the  governance in the center and the state

was the old wine in a new bottle nothing beyond the rate.

 

Not much happened last year  at any front

economics looked like an holocaust  in trend

inflation was at the highest at all point

onions and grocery rapidly rose to the joint.

 

The Modi formula did not work  any magic

it waned into another gimmick

the Raghuram Rajan hypothesis showed caution

brought no impetus to production.

 

The theorem and the rider did prove in theory

abstract could be they in  a dreary

the  virtual could not catch up with the formulae  largely

the functionality  remained undefined inordinately.

 

The congressional dilemma seen greatly in the parliament

obstructing each and every agenda no matter how imminent

their strength in the Rajya Sabha  became a tool

by which the people were made fools.

 

Notwithstanding the administrative defaults

the opposition and the ruling made somersaults

one blames the other for its inadequacy

whereas the country is spurned  by the indecency.

 

2015 saw many disasters worldwide  being unimaginable

could we think of the migratory issues in a degree plausible?

could we talk of the firing in Paris with delicacy?

or see the shootings in U.S with a placidity?

 

I woke with a fear in my heart  almost everyday

what would and could happen this day being today?

being the surmount in my mind all through the year

never did I sleep in peace all the days, my dear.

 

These could be said of my country and the world

what did take place in my home swear by my word

was it anyway better than the national and international?

the home being a nucleus of  both the levels.

 

The noncooperation  among the family members surfaced

it took a momentum and  faded in a manner phased

the turmoil was enough to kindle and rekindle my anger

I  had a tough time and looked daggers.

 

The colleagues  or my staff for that matter

had  involved in a banter

engaged in a tease and  a poke causing exhaustion

I  threw  my towels in exasperation.

 

The year saw all these in a largesse

it also had incidents that lock a caress

being one of an addition to the family

that of a lovely girl who smiles affably.

 

The birth of the little girl at the beginning of the year

the innocent toothless smile she displays is so dear

the feel when I hold her close to my  bosom

relieves me of the tension and issues cumbersome.

 

Seeing her grow up throughout the twelve months

the way she turned back and front in her third month

the effort she put up to sit steady  in the months later

the words she spoke with a mimic  in her incessant chatter

all leads one to the next year with bounteous love .

 

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The Place I Live.


The sun is all through

not in the day alone

find it in night all through

hiding behind a veil of darkness.

 

Experience no breeze whatsoever

it is only the sun shine all over

where to turn for solace?

finally feel lost in the race.

 

It is a breathe of hot air

the in and out being a care

breathe in  with a spasm of heat

breathe out with a lot of beat.

 

It is an early summer

none asked for it rather

it lands on its own like a fire

a ball of flames seen through the shire.

 

If it continues so then there is a catastrophe

a sure one in the nearest area  in totality

how one is going to cope up  is beyond comprehension

a sure struggle is in the offing best of reason.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Cup Of Tea.


It is a cup of tea

over which I see

a lot of history

being the cup

how it came up

so beautifully made up

comes then the saucer  below

being a lively   one in a glow

holds the cup with a bow

the tea in it so hot

poured from a pot

brewing the tea leaves in short

likewise the milk from the cow

sucked out from its blood in a flow

pure white and snow like in  hue

boiled to the temperature set

rises up like a cloud in an intersect

added with sugar  be that white too

mixed in proportions rightful

the sip turns nostalgic and wonderful

the tongue laps it all around in a mouthful

the tea invigorates the body and mind  with a heal

well, I drink my tea early in the morning  with a feel.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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You And I


The year that was

gives rise to a cause

being one of disasters many

man made mostly

blame we the nature

as if it has lost its composure.

 

Greed of man as talked by all

has brought this fall

the incidents of  the  Chennai floods

drains one’s blood

the horror still looms in the mind

a tragedy in a kind.

 

Water bodies turn overnight

become plots and site

portioned and sold as fast

buildings come up faster

not single story house as in the past

multi stories in a concrete cast.

 

Men swarm like bees  in a move

buy the apartments in  fool proof

settle with such a haste  and hurry

as if there exists nothing else to worry

live in a pigeon’s hole as most are

happily in lands very much far.

 

The land being an erstwhile estuary

has a soil clayey and  marshy

the buildings seem to crack quick

a gap which could allow a stick

the soil pulls the skyscrapers down

the dwellers start to mumble and frown.

 

Then comes the unprecedented rains

sweeping through the men against their brains

it pours day and night with such velocity

the administration  opens the catchments noiselessly

the water gushes out in such speed

devouring the land and man with such greed.

 

A hue and a cry hit the sky

the rain non stop pours without any deny

the water starved Chennai is inundated

its people cry for mercy  being devastated

the governance sits back in the seat

it is the kindred spirit that jumps out upbeat.

 

Who is to be blamed ? you and I ask

it is you and I beyond all task

you and I voted in the elections

you and I opted to buy  for reasons

you and I let go the rules ignored

you and I are squarely to be blamed.

 

Leave the year 2015  to the annals of history

Let the year 2016 be an year that could make history

Let us all take a vow to honour Nature

Let us  all respect her stature

With these resolutions let us greet 2016

the year inherent with the qualities of sweet 16.

 

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