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Mushroom Growth


Mushrooming everywhere the small plants grow.
They grew in such a density giving the area a green
The carpet like greenery was a look great
but the feel was something not great.
The thick mushrooming was a sign of distraction
a deviation from the normal progress of fauna and flora
a sign of decay and terrible trends unexpected.
The small plants were highly poisonous
and even a pinch of it would turn the danger
forecasting a serious aliment or even death.
A slight touch would surely bring about a rash
a gigantic rash that would cause a swelling
and a fever leading to hospitalization
more or less to the fatal point.
Some get back after peeping into the trap
but others less fortunate succumb to the venom.
A tragedy unfolds with an untold misery
bringing tears and sadness plants poisonouscopious.
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There It Ends.


Monkeys went up and down the tree
breaking its branches in a spree.
They pulled the fruits down in glee
sharing with the little ones in a moo free.

Chattering they jumped down with a thud.
Moving sprightly over the mud
they caught hold of a stud
which held the electric cable in firm stead.

Stealthily they shook the cable
Slowly they brought it down to the table
snapped it with a bite terrible.
Lo! electrocution turned them into a fable..

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Death Over There.


Death is a pang say many.
It is but sad to experience.
All men are born to die one day.
It is but true to comprehend.
Death is a great leveller in a finality.
It is but exact to relate.
The mighty, the rich, the poor go the same way.
It is but hard to believe.
Death gives freedom with absolute majority..
It is but relevant to die.
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Day To Die


get awayRight from the age of thirteen
the sense to get away had been
slowly evolved into a theme
activating a solitude in the stream
inducing a refrain from the worldly
having captured a glimpse solemnly
of the powerful surging ahead
of the modest pushed to the red
having perceived the discrepancies
in the infringements of the agencies
having experienced the drawbacks
along with sordid refractory pull backs
the heart heaves with a long sigh
waiting for the day to die.

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Elegy On Nirbhaya


unaware of the  chaotic crash.

The bus was on a joy ride

carrying five passengers alone in a side.

It was a late hour in the night.

The girl was taken by fright.

as thee men knocked her male companion unconscious

She was  gang raped brutally noxious.

Leaving her half dead almost.

 

She lay on the roadside pathetic

Her intestines peeped out tragic.

Medical world was left in a dilemma

as  she was suffering from severe oedema. 

An uproar tore Delhi into pieces.

Casting the governance into seizures.

The medical intern fought vainly

Finally  she died a  death ghastly.

Leaving the world to pine eternally.

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

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The Tale Of Blank.


Everything ended up in a blank.

There was none to bank.

The heart sank.

 

All issues drew a blank.

Nothing was above rank.

The mind sank.

 

Most experiences pointed to blank.

They lay above the tank.

The emotions sank.

 

Part of life was blank.

It exceeded the clank.

The hope sank.

 

Little cries imposed a blank.

The weeps overwhelmed the crank.

Death sank.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My Late Loving Pal.


Palpitations kept his  heart beat in a race,

An unexplainable sorrow stole the grace,

An unbelievable tale set the  deface,

It was a hell to survive the blaze.

 

Nevertheless  he had to get through it  in a daze

There were additional frothing in the furnace,

Boiling over in an unexpected  ablaze

Yet  he had to put up with it in a phase.

 

It was all built up in a madness,

It was a texture of serious illness,

It massacred the veracity to a stillness,

Yet  he had to face it with a boldness.

 

The heart fluttered high and low,

Casting a picture of a shadowy glow,

The performance was deadly slow,

Oh! the extension was halted with a severe blow.

 

It is a story of a loving pal,

He fell a prey to a rude call,

Oh! it was a terrible fall,

 Lo! he breathed his last in a drawl.

 

 

 

 

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A Slit, A Stab, A Murder.


It is, a shock,a terrible shock.

It is ,a revelation,a shocking revelation,

It is, but a truth, a revealing truth,

It is hard to accept, truly hard.

 

Coming out of it was a nightmare, a terrific one 

It is a rude  strike, an unnerving one,

It is an unbelievable episode, a stifling one,

It is hard to accept, truly hard.

 

What is  it so alarming?

It is a murder, gruesome murder,

A teacher was stabbed by a her ward,

He is a fierce and young  boy of fourteen.

 

The teacher was alone in her class, all alone,

The boy dashed in like a storm,

Slit her throat and butchered her,

She fell down in a pool of blood screaming .

 

The  cause for such provocation is a warning,

The irregularity and inefficiency  of the  boy was  condemned,

It is but the duty of the teacher to do so,

The infuriating rashness has cost a precious life. 

 

The post of a teacher has become  a mockery,

Her family is now destined to suffer,

A momentous fury has brought death,

It is difficult,to comprehend, really difficult.

 

 

 

 

 

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I Wonder.


I wonder,

How life goes about all day?

Invigorating a few most times,

Intimidating most  at  times,

Provoking a struggle all times,

I wonder,

I keep on wondering,

I would wonder till I die.

 

Well, Death is another wonder,

Snatching  the young at times,

Leaving the old many times,

Saddening all, all the times,

I wonder,

I keep on wondering,

I would wonder till I die.

 

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A Blow ,A Strike, A Fall


Heard a smashing noise ,

A violent slash  it was,

Thud ,thud it sounded,

Lo , there was a bang,

A loud squeak emanated,

A sharp shriek was heard,

There was a blast,

A fall ,a collapse resulted,

The beautiful tree came down,

It tumbled flat on the ground,

A sordid sight indeed!

A ghastly scenario  really!

A terrible blow truly!

A vicious strike exactly!

Finally a miserable fall absolute.

 

 

That which stood royal an hour ago,

Lies down biting the dust  poorly now,

That which yielded fruits and nuts,

Is a mound of rubbish  at present,

That which gave shade and strength,

Relays  a  heap of broken twigs  now,

That which was a cynosure to all eyes,

Seems like an eyesore now,

That which was a thing of beauty,

Looks like an empty distraction now,

Illustrating  the transitoriness,

Underlining the fleeting  of life,

Denoting the impermanence,

 Yes, anything born has to die.