The crow sat on a cow happily
as the white animal walked lazily
the bird black cawed feverishly
the cow sauntered with no aim
the crow went with it all the same
the one silent and flabby
the other noisy and skinny
a contrast visible all through
the black and white being of colour
the small and big of appearance
with an addition of other qualities
the soft alternated with loud
the nobility juxtaposed with treachery
the likely opposed to the unlikely
the enamoured compared with the endangered
both travelling together in a style
that of being one upon another in a move
Well, that be life in all aspects
might sound good or bad in all respects.
Category: travel
I see a sheep
timid and tired
with it a goat
foolish and blurred
led by a herdsman
fragile and frightened
cross through the land
bumpy and rugged
the weather is cold
snowy with a blizzard
all three walk ahead
stuttering and scared
all in a way the sheep cries
the goat chuckles and mutters
the man whistles and guffaws
the group goes past
the hill in great spirit
A Slice Of The Day
Late in the evening there was a mad rush.
The movement was so heavy it caused a crush.
The travellers were making a lot of fuss.
running helter skelter in distracted hush.
Clambered into the right train at last
The train puffed and puffed as it moved out of the station
A pleasant breeze gushed through the window’s crosssection.
Sleep knocked down the eyes to a complete inert disposition.
The head nodded vigorously to the train’s speed like a doll in an exhibition.
An hour later the train reached the destination.
The commuters with their baggage got out of the station.
They made their way to their homes in utter exhaustion.
This was every day happening for them without any relaxation.
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A straight road is ahead.
There seems no turns in the stead.
It is a long stretch ahead
Yes, go straight to the stead.
The way takes you straight.
Exposing nothing in the trait.
It is nothing but straight.
Everything else reflects the trait.
It is monotonous travel right.
Going steady without a flight.
Believe it is a certainty right.
Moving forward without a fight.
Surely, you would reach the destination late.
Nothing to press an acceleration in the slate.
Struggling you achieve the nominations very late.
It is a gradual but slow realization on the slate.
Realizing you get straight to your end.
Crossing the sea of life without a bend.
That is how you have to live up to the end.
Straight in stature without a single bend.
A Gift
A gift bought with care,
unmindful of fare,
was a piece very rare,
bearing lot of credentials to share.
proposing many features in pair.
It was brought across the shore,
was priceless even more.
The special feeling it bore,
enhancing the significance by a score.
Reaching the destination finally,
it was unpacked carefully,
Lo! it was damaged slightly.
the tear was visible obviously.
The precious gift lost its value immediately.
It is packing up once again.
It is a periodical schedule all again.
A month here and a month there all again.
puts one to no profitable gain.
A long drive down the road,
in the Express Highway broad,
is pleasurable for not too often trod,
exhaustively tiring for a monthly slot.
Up in the air for half a day,
right from the morning ray,
sitting with a fastened belt all day,
pushes one to the edge of the bay.
Formalities at the port of departure,
leaves one in discomfiture,
Similar rituals at the arrival is a feature,
creating agony and exertion in a single capture.
The up and down movement is throbbing.
What for the mind starts probing?
Might be to clinch a fortune is the lobbying.
Alas! it is a meaningless expedition almost a robbing.