Cry not i
when saddened.
Shy not I
when ridiculed
Ply not I
when burdened.
Tie not I
when laden.
Fly not i
when driven.
Die not i
when forsaken.
Standing always
for the down trodden.
Category: thoughts
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German Measles
It was a sensation peculiar
a kind of itch not clear.
turning red and pink in a gear.
With the heat mounting steep
the feeling got so deep
making one unable to sleep.
Could it be a plain rash?
or would it be an epidemical lash?
that breaks out with seasonal clash.
The fever rose high
with the rashes going more red
than the gush of blood.
it is a case of German Measles
that has broken out in a stroke
catching the old and young in a yoke.
Lasting for a couple of days
finally went away as it came in an efface
leaving a temporary set back in place.
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I Pad——- Haiku
In a nutshell
abridging the power in a cell
calling it i pad.
The tiny i pad
synchronises voices and messages
in one go. 
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The Paramour.
A bird was hopping on the grass
while another one went behind in a flash
tracking all through perhaps a lass.
The bird went to and fro shunning the lass
while the friend trotted behind in a slash
seeming to pacify the former with a crash.
The former took in speed from the grass
while the paramour flew behind in a dash
as though intending to offer a hash.
Perceiving them I had a story not trash
looking at the birds from behind the glass
lest going in front would distract them in a bash.
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Phoenix In The Run
She being lively
has lost her liveliness
to the extraneous
in a sudden out break
of emotional upheaval
that has made her sullen
and sombre way beyond
any attribution of reason.
To bring her back to normal
miracles have to take place
that would restore her cheer
requiring a spontaneous backing
to revive her to her normal cheer
If these be put into force emphatically
she might turn around definitely
and regain her mirth and charisma
like a phoenix in the run . 
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Variance.—— haiku.
The vertically
opposite
never get well in life
but geometrically equal.
Like poles repel
unlike poles attract is what
Science teaches us
The voice was familiar
with a sweet intone rather
Could not make out the tone
who it was on the other phone.
The voice continued sweetly
putting forth queries succeeding
all familiar and known practically
still could not find out for sure
it lovingly conversed true
with affectionate words
careful not to reveal even in code
the name at any cost as told
My, otherwise cruel memory grossly
failed to recollect the voice
and its related invoice
In the height of the talk
the line went over a deadly walk
Oh! till last and final moment
could not identify the caller.
Would it be a prank ?
played to make me go blank
quipped I in a crank.
Looking aghast
at the violence
in a telecast 
withdrew with a sense
as the forecast
was of imminence
calling for a show cause
to a bunch of terrorists hiding
with arms and ammunition
giving time for a surrender failing
which they would be for treason
rounded off and shot.
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An Apparition.
With an oval face
and curly locks in a grace
eyes in blue glowing in amaze
nose sharp in grace
and aquiline in place
chin rounded in trace
and cheeks glowing ablaze
the little girl descended in a brace
walked past me in a glaze
smiling pleasantly in a gaze
winning all hearts in a daze
with a wave of ace
beauty and cheer in base
dying to know in haste
who she was in real
went across in speed
to catch her in stead
she vanished
like an apparition
no sooner than a second.
Living in a world
where people have
their own word
believing a cave
to be a gird
thinking a shave
to a bled
giving a pave
to a dead.
making one behave
in madness instead.
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