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The Other Way Rememberance


Remember your mother
think of your father
say the Holy Scriptures
acknowledge the Holy men
a nice thought in the run
how could it be ?
I address with a plea.

They brought us to the world
raised us well as told
worked hard to take care
is it anything rare?
I recollect the days slowly
fighting odds was not there truly
the little here and largesse there
has left me to closeremeber bare.

The good they did to me at least
never outdid the bad in treat
showered they the treasures on one
refused to part the same to the next one
I mean not the monetary in all
they be the love in full
never did I receive any without trial
well, that might be their style.

The Holy Scriptures do not record
nor do the Holy Men are in accord
the one-sided formula is the universal rule
ignore the travails they preach in full
work on the positives all the more
set aside the negatives from the shore
never could I act on that way
I stand alone from the crowd all day.

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The Fraud


In between the crowd
I espied a big fraud
the very eyes could do the job
as he meandered through the throb
taking quick turns and twists
he forged ahead in bits
away from the suspicion of all
until he met with a  sudden fall
crashing he fell down on the ground
going by the deafening sound
the people turned towards the spot
rushing towards him on to the slot
helped him to recover and re-Anwar Ibrahim speaks during a rally in protest of the Sunday's election results in Kelana Jayaequip
enquiring seriously about his slip
they took him to the hospital
where he was treated with care  total
as many valuables fell from his pocket
the eyes of the spectators fell from their socket
he could not  hide his guilt anymore
and people knew that there are many more
behind to be unearthed bringing everything more,

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Sprucing Up


The garden was stocked with fallen leaves,

Gathering them up was a task in a fleece,

There was an uninterrupted fall from trees,

Leaves came down slowly after a gentle breeze.

 

Green and yellow leaves  lay scattered without a cease,

Twigs small and big landed down in the crease,

They made the garden look like a messy freeze,

Inadvertently it seemed an entertainment set to please.

 

Cleaning up was a target beyond reach,

Finding a team was a difficult breach,

The work had to be done with a screech,

As there was no time to impeach.

 

Like the dry leaves thoughts crowd

The mind quivers in a desperate shroud,

Sprucing it up seems to be a task loud,

Resuming equanimity is like a falling cloud. 

 

The imbalance strikes hard mercilessly,

Reviewing it generates apprehension enormously,

 Yet gardens could be swept and cleaned spotlessly,

 But the mind  withholds the trials though not erroneously.