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Earth In Dearth


Land,mountains and rivers comprise the earth,

Where people,animals and birds find their berth,

Man takes the upper  coveted  class by choice,

Constructing  houses like random toys,

Animals roam in the woods,

Surviving on whatever available food,

Birds  nestle in  the beautiful trees,

Eating the fruits and berries,

Each species  lead their own life,

Unmindful of  Mother Earth’s strife.

 

The  colony of the inhabitants  bears their  harsh governance

Revolving round its axis  undeterred by their  ruthless   irreverence.

It extends a progressive prosperous significance,

In the form of  formidable crops,  rich minerals, and other expensive  reference,

It keeps its children in best comfort and  noble ease,

By rendering a  cherished enjoyable appease,

Nurtures them with great affection and extreme  kindness,

Granting  the inhabitants with superior  benign  loveliness.

 

 

The occupants of earth treat her  rashly,

By building  oppressing concrete jungles  on her madly,

The dwellers crash her  heavenly splendour,

By teasing her potentiality with chemical wonder,

The inhabitants destroy her imperious posture,

By indulging in wicked  unbearable torture,

Of tilling and tilting. digging and deepening

Into the deep treasures  latently  lying,

In the ever fertile womb of   the earthly mother,

Who mercifully  expresses  a smiling  contentment altogether.

 

 

 

 

 

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Fire In The Blaze.


The reddish dazzling fuming wave,

Seen from a long distance away,

Looks like a ball of fiery  rave

Blazing and gleaming in a ray

Emitting incorrigible heat  in a save,

Ranging across a mountainous  sway.

 

 

The raging fire rises in leaps and bounds,

Spreading its terrible wings over every snare,

Sneaking through the  secure corners all around,

The dry leaves  strewn  across catch the fare,

 The fuming stifling smoke abound,

Rendering a grotesque surround.

 

 

The sudden burst of flame makes  a retreat,

By slowly dying down in a meek glee,

Committing a  horrible disaster upbeat,

Striping life and matter all in a spree,

The stain and tarnish appears as a feat,

Inducting an awful frightening flee.

 

 

The reason behind the seductive blaze,

Remains a mystery all over,

May be it is due to a deficit of human race

Who by their   feverish  foolish  hover,

Cause  a turmoil  in a successive phase,

Refuting   a  permanent  recover. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Water In The Flow


Water surrounds the earth as sea and ocean,

Covering three-fourths of the portion,

Encircling the vast land notion,

With a chivalrous secure caution

 

 

The lashing rain cools the soil

Relieving the farmers of their toil

Streams overflow in a gorgeous  coil,

Renewing the vigour in the  lively boil.

 

 

The surplus water gushes into the lane,

Flooding  the thoroughfare  again,

 It rushes  into the gutters like an insane,

Flows  into the sea  causing much pain.

 

 

There is an erring   withhold of usage,

The customary  projects of ancient age,

Have been dumped into the garbage.

Creating a reckless  disoriented seepage.

 

 

Much of the benefits of rain have been thrown out,

By undue indifference and irreverence throughout,

As we resort  not to conservation of this resource  all out,

But indulge in  absolute deviation of programmes in tout.

 

 

The ponds and pools have become plots,

The rivers and streams  are sandy slots,

The oceans and seas  look as disdained clots,

Water in there assumes  dirty blots.

 

 

The benign source is thwarted by all,

The little drops from the eyes  fall,

An unknown sadness presses like a ball,

As the heart  sobs and screams at the brutal call.

 

 

 Understand!The power of water is enormous,

 As its blessings are bounteous,

 Also note!Its destruction is voluminous,

Creating a desolation  ignominious.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sun In The Run.


The sun rises in  the east,

So goes on the popular belief,

It sets in the west,

So shall we assume.

 

 

The power of the Sun,

Is  much above the cliff,

Defining a blinding light  ,

Spreading a  warmth dry.

 

 It  emanates  a scorching heat ,

That saps out the  life

Yet it is an energy provider,

Engaged in the distribution of power.

 

 

The Solar energy as it is called,

 Facilitates  the sustenance of habitation,

With the extension of totally free generation,

Of light  and heat necessary for livelihood.

 

 

 

The prowess of the Sun,

Is extraneous and exemplary,

Supplying an enormous fund ,

Of wealth in the form of energy.

 

 

 

 

Sun was the sole giver of light,

In  days of yore and times ancient.

When there were no other forms ,

Like  electricity and petroleum.

 

 

The age old Sun   supplemented or augmented,

The utility designs and requirement plans

The entire reliance  was on Sun,

Which was regarded as the Sole Giver.

 

 

The Sun  endowed with all potential,

Bestowed the world with natural blessings,

Of  great shine and  vigorous vitality,

Never demolishing the ethical conduct of earth.

 

 

 After the implications  and interference of ,

Unnatural proxies of the Beautiful inheritance,

 The equanimity of the soil is ruined

Subjecting it to quakes, floods and disasters,.

 

 

The new found intruders  induce  a tremor and a terror,

Of a savage death  and  an excruciating pain,

Relinquishing the  merciful ease for wicked mechanism.

 Killing the terrain and men simultaneously.

 

 

 

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Terrific Demonstrations


It is a rally voicing loud protest,

The shout and din are a real test,

Instigating a confused unrest,

The cause no one knows for best,

But the chaos continues lest.

  

  

 

A sonorous cry  is heard in the dark

Against  the Egyptian  Mubarak,

A hectic shriek is raised in  Middle Asia

To remove the  ruling President Ben Ali in Tunisia,

The revolution  is in force in  Libya.

 

Little and tiny but serious reasons,

Bring about a large but blasphemous treasons,

Condemning the nature of seasons,

Into  contemptuous  sensations,

Distorting the validity of  inspiration.

 

 

 

A strong massive demonstration,

Results in a catalytic remonstration,

 Which Call  for an eventful distortion

Indicating a shuffling assertion

Thus laying the basis for a firm foundation.

 

 

 

The anger is seen as a  reflection of displeasure,

Coming out of a misappropriated treasure,

Looted from the  country’s exchequer,

 Leaders   play the role of  traitors,

Finally banished from the world greater.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Bedecking The Almighty


Temples  are for  worship and prayer,

 They  are no place for ostentation,

 They  are  no  space for distraction,

 They  are no case for exhibition,

But a portal for religious reverberation.

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We  see the Almighty as an idol,

Signifying mercy and Peace,

Symbolic of   grace not tease,

Denoting piety not appease.

Revealing a sacred denomination.

 

 

 

Darning the icon with gold,

Decking it with  diamonds dazzling,

Adorning it with  rubies  glittering

Decorating  it with emerald  shinning,

Exhibit a colourful hue.

 

 

 The idol bejewelled and bedecked,,

Looks astonishing and amazing,

Lights up  the  desire  unnerving,

Kindles the  enthusiasm undeserving,

Towards a deviated  turning point.

 

 

An artificial  recreation clamours,

Dispelling the rapturous recitations,

Diffusing the fervent allocations,

To a commercial presentation,

Setting an incoherent grandeur.

 

The sanctum sanctorum   emits a holiness

Purporting a spiritual transcendentalism,

Eliciting an ardent devotionalism,

Spreading a feeling of  sacredness,

Away from the   mundane  activism.

 

 

The decked  up idol in all its  man-made glory,

Lacks the gravity  and serenity,

 Has lost  its poise and divinity,

Defeating the essence of   sanctity,

Enabling a demoralization  of credibility.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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An Encounter


Never did we expect such a  bet,

Wherein we  had a close tete-a-tete,

With a controversial set,

Who posed a constant threat,

To the security of   an individual.

 

 

The talk proceeded to a distraction,

 Which bordered on an abstraction,

Ensuing a frenzied fraction,

Of a solitary obsession,

Expressing a confirmed challenge.

 

 

The sombre feelings got suppressed

 Establishing    a  phenomenon  depressed,

Nurturing a sensation oppressed,

Forecasting a  tale pressed,

To the  view of the progeny.

 

 

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Reva And Payya


What makes most noise? quoth the  master,

An empty drum was the  collective answer,

ay ! Nay cried   the   stupid Reva,

It is  I who can  talk  loud ,

Not at all ! shouted Payya,

It is only I who can   talk  louder,

There arose a jarring shout,

Each one  shrieking at the top of their voice,

Reva  speaking in double throated ease,

His vocal cord cracking like a broken metal,

Payya   uttering senseless brag

Liking himself  to Socrates,

Reva and Payya set  ablaze  the thoughts,

With their incoherence and irrelevance,

Giving no ears to others,

Chanting incessantly their foolish  tunes,

Extolling their wealth  and their praise,

Thus exposing their ignorance, ,

Leaving a cesspool of mire and dust,

In the version of their lies and tries,

Failing miserably in the eyes of all,

As  destitute  crooks and cranks.

 

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A vendor In A Bicycle.


Long long ago , so long ago,

When the people were with no ego,

There was a  small  self made man

Who sold beautiful art pieces in  a can,

 Cries out  by soliciting each and every household,

His voice made every one behold,

The glittering crafty skill,

Of  the artisans  frill,

A one to one admiration arose,

While the  buyers browse,

The vendor comments on the  pieces,

Quotes  easily  the prices,

In his familiar friendly  tone

Inducing the buyer to a  bargain shown,

Expressing an easy mode of payment,

 By extending a fair discount,

Summing up the transaction in a benign note,

Bidding adieu  to the  customers  with  a smiling dote,

Pushes  his  rattling cycle along the lane

Ringing his bell  in a rejoicing  plane.

They knew not the moderen trade,

Of malls and markets  grade,

Remained contented with grace,

Which kept all othere efface

 

 

 

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An Ode To Scandals


Not a day dawns without a scam,

Not a night sets in without a scandal,

Day in and day out there are hundreds ,

Oh! No!  well over thousands ,

Which talk of a rigging and digging,

Which speak of a  manipulation and a negotiation,

Which harangue  about  hoarding and amassing,

 Accumulating  undue wealth and distinctive property,

Becoming rich all in a wink of  a moment.

 

 

Corruption creeps and blinks   from every corner,

Turning east there lies the housing discrepancy,

Towards west there  emerges an insider trading leak,

Looking north a strong blow of bank anomalies strike,

Down south  a serpentine smash of Ponzi schemes wriggle.

All focus on successive trials of consolidation,

Linking up to an adventure of yearning ,

Leading to an unethical aspiration,

Of adding up illegal and illegitimate money,

To keep the coffers in an enormous  bulge and unwarranted glory