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The Day In A Swirl


With the day breaking into a morn
the sun came up and shone
making the world glow
as the  movements got into a flow
with a rush and a push all over
the sound and bound in a hover
a clamber there and a clamour here
the world gets busy and noisy to hear
meantime the sun rises up to the top
sending a significant warmth  atop
the world tuning weary and tired
with its inhabitants  getting fired
both by their heads and the sun
there being a desire for fun
which sets in with the sun going down
while the evening gets across
and the world gets back the loss
indulging in fun and mirth  getting deep
till they go back to slumber and sleep.
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With That Goes My World.


The morning looks dull

with people not seen about

nothing happens in full

as there is none going out.

 

What be the cause I wonder

I could infer nothing so far

as I think about in a ponder

I trace nothing great ajar.

 

It might be a holiday, I conclude

holidays are spent  not at home I know

as people go over with a schedule

visiting places with glee in a row.

 

What else would it be? I think aloud

while my son  sits facing me with a tease

What is your botheration now? he talks loud

Keep going not thinking of things in pieces.

 

Telling him of my deliberation  straight

he unable to control his laughter

holds my hand and says with words right

you have other things to care about  now and after.

 

Still my mind persists on its thought

wanting to know why the day is  lifeless

my son reaches me with a plot

taking me into the city for a drive   neverdull mroningtheless

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Prying Mind.


The prying mind is never at rest

wanting to know about the rest

putting  over other things  far aside

goes about smelling  stealthily in all sides

trying to extract  from the deficiencies that prevail

intending to decimate the harmony that  is in a veil

with a pleasure sadistic it  works with a will

then intervenes with a cunning kill

scooping out the catch with a thrill

dissipating the peace and tranquillity that fills

releasing  trouble and pandemonium on the way

relishing the chaos it has unleashed in the fray

it sits back with happiness and excitement in the end

having gained a lot in the intermediary trend

both of having destroyed the opponent  cunningly

and having been rewarded with fortune seemingly

Well,prying mindthat be the mind’s inquisitiveness in full.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Writing Tenement.


Writing-550x371I write for what I do not know.
I write what I do not know.
I write why I do not know
that being the status you know
I go on with my writing
penning pages after pages
pouring my feelings unbridled
coming out of spontaneity in the run
going with an acceleration in the go
never do I stop once for a breath
nor do I break once with my stress
but go on with my writing schedule
almost all time  morn or night whatever it be
there be no  crisis  or hindrance.
This  way goes my life all through
with fun and happiness through and through.

 

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The Concise And Precise.


She being concise in whatever she did

being  precise  and  bearing concise and precise.no-nonsense attitude

things went on well as prescribed

while people showed their gratitude

as she went about rendering service  great

helping others when in need and with great faith

her softness and less speech got misconstrued

people branding her as a  person proud

calling her  as one who walks with nose in air

the reward she gets for doing good to others

ends up in meaningless gibber and insensible gossip.

Unfettered by all these clauses and clasps

she passes on her service to those who require

that being her support to society in good faith

not thinking of the appreciation or admiration

which she would never get however true she might be.

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The Jaunt And Haunt.


The jaunt I undertook became a vocation

while  a vacation became an occupation

as that which I see not came  into my stream

that which I expected all through deserted me.

Is this a destiny all the way ?

Is it an irony with a sway?

I deliberate not with gay.

I ponder not with play.jaunt.

I

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The Chaotic Movement


The focus having been shifted  elsewhere

The thought  being rooted nowhere

The movement went  everywhere

finding no lead to go anywhere

turned to a chaotic condition out over there

finally dissolving  into the vacuum then and there.chaotic movement

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The Mind Thaws.


The mind thaws

the body freezes

the ideas get stuck

the movements are arrested

with the panic hidden

I go about like a figure

with all senses numbed

nothing to seek further

nowhere to wander

I stand with a feel

I go on mymind thaws heels

with a flow interrupted

with a gusto tempered.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Dog And Me.


It being a run not for life

but out of fear great to me

that would appear insignificant to all

Wondering what would be

you sit quizzed  for a while

knotting your eyebrows tight

it might be  ridiculous to you

but to me terrible  and frightening

it is a chase that took my life out

a barking dog comes  behind  me

bow-wow, bow-wow  it shouts

I  run head over heels

seeking refuge in a house nearby

while the residents seeing me so

have a hearty laugh  at  my expense

telling that he is a most harmless one

just shoo him away dog (1) with a force

he would turn and get away

that works out easy for them

but  to me it is a task

that takes the life out

as dogs are my proven foes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Long To Be My Way


Nothing could be more tiring

being a continuous  journeytiring

travelling from place to place

with boarding in one place

and I living in another place

going from there to another country

there again from the destination

have to travel to my home town

another long drive turning hectic

pulling all my muscles and energy out

while my eyes droop throughout

my hand tired of carrying the baggage

while the legs pulling me all through

I cross the journey very frequently

that has transferred a strong feeling

that once  back home I never want to get out

sitting pretty at home like a recluse

and enjoying the comforts  with freedom

which I get once  in a way

which I long to be my way  all throughout.