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A Feverish Talk


It was a feverish talk.

It depicted a mental block.

The anger was beyond the stock.

The expressions were hideously  cocked.

It went on and on  for hours through the clock.

 

It was hard to listen to the verbal shout.

It was  sheer agony to hear the slanderous sort.

Impatience triggered  a mental beset.

Caution  took the bestof times  as to not to be caught.

There was a struggle in between the slot.

The annoyance was a result of an unhealthy clot.

 

The swearing and cursing were unbearable.

The sobbing and whimpering were intolerable.

The incessant calling was really a strain incorrigible.

An intention to bang the telephone became irresistible.

Well it was a frightful exercise all throughout the day’s table.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Piquancy


Scared I stood behind the door.

Suddenly there erupted a roar.

Shivering I waited for more.

Hope there should be nothing in store.

 

Any move would  cause a blow.

I took a few steps in tip toe.

My legs dragged me to a slow.

What would come next I do not know.

 

Moved ahead with a caution to the door.

Peeped  through the hole  in the door.

I saw something tiny crossing the door.

I pulled my eyes out of the hole in the door.

 

With confidence I opened the door.

I could see nothing out there along the door.

What was it then that moved through the door?

I got in slamming the door.

 

It was my mind that was working feverish.

It was my mind that kept me in anguish.

Mostly it is my mind that interrogates with a garnish.

Finally all  end up in a situation sans relish.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scared I stood behind the door.

Suddenly there erupted a roar.

Shivering I waited for more.

Hope there should be nothing in store.

 

Any move would cause a blow.

I took a few steps in tip toe.

My legs dragged me to a slow.

What would come next I do not know.

 

Moved ahead with a caution to the door.

Peeped through the hole in the door.

I saw something tiny crossing the door.

I pulled my eyes out of the hole in the door.

 

With confidence I opened the door.

I could see nothing out there along the door.

What was it then that moved through the door?

I got in slamming the door.

 

It was my mind that was working feverish.

It was my mind that kept me in anguish.

Mostly it was my mind that interrogated with a garnish.

Finally it ended up in a situation sans relish.

 

 

 

 

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The Red Haunt


It is a red-letter day they hail

It is a red alert they caution.

It is a red light area they call.

It is a red zone they enforce.

It is scorching  red fire they mourn.

It is a red wound they shout.

It is a red stain they blurt.

It is a red blood bath they scream.

It is  red in most fronts we admit.

The colour red strikes a discordance.

It spreads a discomfort somewhere.

It signifies a flamboyance everywhere.

 

 

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A Lovely Exchange.


It was an exchange,

Neither dealing with currency in  a range.

Nor involving a barter all the same.

 

It was an exchange,

Away from the economy in a range,

Far  away from the mundane all the same.

 

It was an exchange.

Across the deep blue ocean in a range,

Covering thousands of kilometers  all the same.

 

It was an exchange,

Where age did not come into the range,

Where affection stood above  all the same.

 

It was an exchange ,

Where the grandson poured out his thoughts in a range,

Where the grandmother listened mesmerised all the same.

 

Then it is not an exchange,

You might  blindly say in a range,

Yet it was sharing of feelings in a manner strange.

 

 

 

 

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Modest Affair.


All the more quiet it was

 More or less simple it was.

Nevertheless composed it was.

 Almost austere it was.

All such focused it was.

Greatly helpful  it was.

Ultimately different it was.

Absolutely out of box it was.

 Only some  would appreciate it.

 Certainly thoughtful they call it

  Mostly most would depreciate it.

Impressively miserly they call it.

 None the less it was done.

Where publicity was shun.

There was no place for fun.

It lead to  a smooth run.

Inflicting  displeasure to  none.

Securing an involvement to everyone.

Providing  a well-knit   comfort zone

Though initiating a procedure unknown.

 That might ensue a follow out in tone.

 Which might not imply an urgency in tune.

Which would perhaps lead to a turn around soon.

As it  predicts  a futuristic  boon.

where economy steals the show,

where pragmatism implies a flow

parading  lively  interactions in a row.

What is it all about you might enquire?

It is nothing but a rejection of a pomposity  entire.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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We Do Not know


Up and down we go

What for we do not know?

Here and there we see

What for we do not know?

Right and left we move

What for we do not know?

Gain and  loss we make

What for we do not know?

Earn and spend we do

What for we do not know?

Good and  bad we commit

What for we do not know?

Love and  hate we relate

What for we do not know?

Soft and  sharp we speak

What for we do no know?

Kind and  cruel we pose

What for we do not know?

Smile and weep we react

What for we do not know?

Happy and sad we  be

What for we do not know?

Live and  die we  interpret

What for we do not know?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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AS You Age


Age calls for attention.

There is less tension,

but more apprehension

commanding a revision,

controlling a deviation,

bringing in appreciation,

reviewing combinations,

assigning permutations,

accepting confrontations,

announcing celebrations,

expecting an invitation,

to depart.

 

 

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Melancholic Strain.


The evening was sultry and hot.

There was no breeze to cool out.

It was unpleasant  all through.

While sitting  heaving and puffing in the patio

Got calls from friends in a row.

Each one expressing a strain sad

Emphasizing the unkindness meted out.

The senior one wished to die

holding strongly destiny in her hands.

The other one cursed his siblings to a tragic death.

adorning  himself in  a prophetical garb.

The last one  was in bad health.

Depression had taken its toll.

He had shed his  snobbish pride,

Lo!looked demure and desolate,

 The poor weakling wished  nothing, cursed none,

He only longed  for peace to return.

These added up to the heat around.

Making one to think and think aloud.

Finally found out  that

Happiness is within ourselves

Not anywhere else.

 

 

 

 

 

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A Search Though.


It was a search.

It was a thorough search,

leaving everyone in the lurch.

 

It was a raid.

It was a thorough raid,

exposing everything that was discreetly  laid.

 

It was an investigation.

It was a thorough investigation,

unravelling everything  from the closely conceived  distribution.

 

It was an exposition.

It was a thorough exposition,

laying bare the well conceited deviations.

 

It was  a fraudulent.

It was a thorough fraudulent,

directing to an unscrupulous  deceiving indulgence.

 

It taught a lesson.

It was a moral lesson.

delivering that integrity has a beautiful designation.

 

 

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Impermanence.


Mortals think they are immortal.

Rich feel they are  absolutely insulated.

Powerful assume they are invincible.

Wise observe everyone with zeal.

Thus goes the world  round and round

unaware of its impermanence.