Pretty ,they say she is.
Dainty and beautiful they call her.
Lovely and charming go their address
Everything is in the superlative.
She is the best and best of all
they continue their harangue.
They go about hailing her physique
and appearance in great terms
but a little away from it
there is no talk about her brains.
Does she have or doesn’t she ?
Perhaps it is beauty that overlaps her wit.
It might also as most say be
where beauty lies
brilliance walks out.
Category: thoughts
Fun and Frolic in the Air
Fun and frolic in the air
it was a lovely fair
proposing a high fare
so none could dare
enter in a bare
escape the glare
without a spare
but worthy to share
as the display was rare
insisting a care
and a look near
would bring cheer
and great fear
as the prices were dear
buying them was costly
seeing them was lovely
only for that the fare
was held for the people to stare.
Setting A Poem To Music
Setting a poem to musical tune is difficile.
Yet a poem was set to a fill
where the charm of it was enhanced to a greatness still
as it got lulled by the melodious frill.
Being rhythmical the poem stood high
with the rhymes and tones in the drive
it read like a singing thrive
falling at the same time into the schema
tic hive.
The notations extended a lovely trace.
with the Soprano alto and tenor base in the race.
The poem in song made the poet gaze
as the enthralling melody was one of utmost grace
The Memories.
Memories get ahead with the time.
They get into the oblivion in no time.
Till some do live in the mind
finding hard to get them out of the mind.
The lurking memories are somewhat pleasant
giving us a rush back decent.
Certain others deal with pain
as they harp on issues in strain.
These memories keep us alive
else we would be phantoms of believe
walking like ghosts in the world
with nothing to hold.
The thoughts of the past
send us a revival in a cast
gathering the events won the spot
enacting them on the mind slot.
Well, if memory fails all of a sudden
turning us into vegetables making us a burden
With that we have to live knowing nothing
and passing on soon into infinity as all other
things.
Flow And Flaw
Dabbing the face with cold water
she got herself dressed up for her interview
having prepared all though the night
she now felt everything has become a naught
All details which she had in finger tips
have now gone out of her mind
it drew a perfect blank
yet with the thought of keeping her words
she made her way towards the place.
With a quiver and a shiver
she went in to meet the concerned
who greeted her much to her surprise
and handed over the appointment
with a geniality that took her by awe.
Expecting something high and difficult
she found a deal simple and cordial.
Well, that is life in short.
The Shock of her Life.
Gradually coming out of the shock
looking dazed and exhausted
with tears running down her cheeks
and she biting her lips to control her sobs
walks out in a staggering manner
to the aisle and looks out
at the open area under the blue skies
feeling her life has turned the same way
as the open ground
with none to tend it for the better
but left it abandoned to itself
allowing nature to take care of it.
Yet there were very few plants
with lovely flowers growing on their own
and grass shooting up unkempt
appearing with tufts and sparse
growth in and out.
Consoling herself she comes to reality
that whatever might be the consequences
she should live with a determination
and there are some good souls that would come to her
and keep her occupied.
Strength and fearlessness should guide her through
and without any doubt she would come up in life
as she is best known for her right decisions .

Blasts and After.
Had a scintillating start
in a most eventful day
while it was getting high
there was a blast
that brought a silence
a piquant silence
knowing not what to do
and from where it came from
there was a deadly inertness
and the program came to a halt.
People ran from one end to the other
dashing against each other
tumbling over one another
pulling the tables and chairs
upside down to a chaotic motion
speeding for their life
While there was a mad exodus
another blast
was heard
and the building started to give way
cracking down and falling into crumbles.
There was a debris to clear up the next day
hoping no life loss would be ahead
as the first shot was a signal to clear off.
Anyhow there arouse an unpleasant feeling
and an expression of dismay and fear got headway
making one to lose faith in humanityon the whole.
Dissimilarity
Each individual is different
Each country is not similar
Each counts in everything
and it is the each that makes all things.
It might sound a generalised statement
but it is in fact a particular stand
that goes to make all things in harmony
with an impact of variation
prompting to a colossal adaptation of the dissimilarity
with the bondage and holding together
every other insinuations in a hold
leading to a graceful existence in bold.
One Step Back.
C
hildren fight for things they want
and if they do not get it
they enter it blows
making the whole unpleasant.
Adults do it more subtly
or shall I say most crudely too
by killing and murdering
the opponent in cold blood.
So do the nations
by warring with each other
over some transactions
losing many innocent lives.
A patience or a tolerance
let it be anything
step aside and see
you would find a resolution.
Blows by children
murder by adults.
and war by nations
would be not there.

