It is a read
a beautiful read
is full of lead
is a lively lead
is a sensible lead
packed with information
reveals intricate information
a dependable information
found in the content
expressed in elaboration
great and awesome the read is.
that be of food or shopping
or be of achievement and power
arising out of a need , requirement
or more subtly termed as discontent.
The pressing need overwhelms
the desire punches out extensively
a craving sets in disastrously
a longing lasts deliberately
that cannot be checked at cost.
The food prepared at home
being not to taste and palatable
with no variety and style in the go
the liking to dine out
spurts up incessantly .
The requirement of things
that be the accessories
or be the provisions
a one time shopping would do
being pervasive and invasive.
The small and tiny purchase
necessitated by the love for buying
prompts a go out for the sake
that be the habit prone
could do nothing but to rush out.
The satisfaction with what one has
be it food ,power or wealth
the contentment one develops
during the course of life
settles their want and presents no venturing.
As I talk and write now’
I could visualise for sure
many rising their brows
looking daggers at me
calling me an anachronism
an out dated person in the go.
It is a likelihood of proximity.
Might be a fallacy of divinity.
Calling for an immediate spontaneity.
Preceded by a tantalising agitation.
Followed by a vigorous affectation.
Spurred by a disoriented infusion.
The eyes wink in a speedy flutter.
The lips move in a strange clatter.
Words surge in and out in fine chatter.
The crowd throngs in a feverish momentum.
Eager to listen to the frenzied dictum.
Holding their breath they await the referendum.
Gradually the letters decipher into an ultimatum.
The words are strung to form a verbatim.
The wordy garland carries a prediction of events.
It is impregnate with a content.
The belief is beyond admission.
Well, it is an individual decision.
Going by it is a blind faith.
It is obviously a myth.
Yet, it has an arterial appeal.
It penetrates through the circulation.
Insinuating a deep perpetuation.
It is an experience thrilling, no doubt
Yet, it lacks an authenticity in stout.
Looking around to check,
Pulling his legs to the fore,
He fell down on the floor.
He got hurt to an extent,
He cried to his heart’s content,
Then attempted again,
Alas ! he slipped in the bargain
He threw an angry look around
Stared in anger at the ground,
Shouted something in a loud voice
He stretched himself in a choice.
The baby became restless,
He slowly dragged his legs breathless,
Steadied himself to a right position
He remained waiting for the next decision.
He suddenly took a four-legged step,
Moved his right leg in a forward pep,
The left one followed in a quick,
Architecting an advance like a trick.
The ruse went on for a little time,
It was like a poetic rhyme,
The crawl was with a rhythmic ease,
That brought no ridiculing tease.
It was fun to see him crawl for the rest,
It was for him a highly priced test,
He had taken a move daring,
Is it not a praiseworthy sharing?
Smile is a weapon many know not,
It is a defence many know not,
It may be dubious many know not,
It may be ambiguous many know not,
It may be coy many know not,
It may hide sadness many know not,
It may be forced many know not,
It may be a retort many know not,
It may be jittery many know not,
It may be romance many know not,
Yet smile radiates a genial feel which all know.
The speaker was flamboyant ,
The audience was spell bound.
The address was focused,
As it spelt a lot about deterioration,
There was an uneasy apprehension.
The ideas were ideal,
Aiming to enhance,
Giving a space to appreciate.
The programmes were accurate,
Tending to develop,
Proposing a march ahead.
The benefits derived are many,
Giving out promises,
Calling for an approval.
The harangue was impressive,
As it resounded a glory,
Eliciting a victory.
It contained words and assurances,
It had also content and issuance,
Implying an action leading to progress.