Within A day

Within a day

all went away

it is  in such  a way

the ill -gotten wealth

disappears in the fray

the greedy hoards

diffuse in the sway

the self-conceited designs

fly from the rays.

the  hurriedly piled stock

turns into hay

the evil thoughts

strikes back in a pray

such be the way

within a day within a day

maturity. Poetry


The ideas that crowd the mind

at times clog  and clot.

The one interrupts the other

the lesser one overtakes the greater

the trivia  usurps the importance

the grave slips back

the teeming of thoughts

need a stop and a break

time to mature and get through

till then there should be a pause

time t brood and hatch

an over-enthusiasm could spoil

destroy and mangle the growth

turn and twist the flourish

a caution should lie there

a comprehension should follow.teeming


The Rightful Prospers.

None can destroy the other

be it in material or  download (37)

going about in great vigour

leads to a  destruction seemingly  a derail

the rightful one losing entirely

the  wrong-doer  making merry over his catch unlawful

which all go about for a period short   and temporary

but as days get ahead in enormous speed

there  arises an apparent deficit  and downfall

not in the side of the loser as it might look indeed

but highly in the edges of the malignant  call

as the evil doer  fails miserably

while his wrongly acquired wealth

disappears all of a sudden  unbelievably

while we turn around  and see over the bridge

we find the rightful owner happy and content

with what little he has which is a blessing for sure.










Flower, Grass, Tree And Man

the flower blooms 

signalling prosperity

the grass grows thick

indicating fertility

the trees yield fruits

showing out their fecundity

the man  powers his strength

destroying the fellow human

the one or the other thrivesflower sman_and_nature_164025

not for their own

but to make others happy

while man gets stronger

turning his own breed unhappy

while tormenting the rest.

That is a flower

a fruit and grass

Well, that is also

the man at the last.





Out It Goes.

Out it came

with a spurt and blast

falling as cinders.


Out it fell

as smoke and dust finally

erasing all things.


Out it destroyed

man and material in go

decimating into ruin.images (21)


Actions Evolution Experience feelings learning Lesson Poem Pollution Progress thoughts True

Religions Speak.

in the name of religionReligions guide us through life.
Living upright is the way of life.
Speak not lies is all religion’s call.
Help the needy is their essential call.
Believe in truth is their underlying principle.
Never belie trust is every religion’s gospel.
Kind words and acts they advocate bring in harmony and peace.
Radiating cheer and happiness they prove demand no fees.
Humility and respect they insist command progression.
Authority and audacity they point out lead to destruction.
That being the basis of all religions at large.
Wherein breaks violence and unrest in a gorge?
Destroying the human race in gross.
Would people ever try to rectify the flaws?


An Alarm False or Real.

An unknown reptile  creeps into the backyard,

It is red ,blue and yellow with bold marks,

It slithers on like a flaming rod,

Glittering unholy in the dark.


It has slipped into the yard  isolating from its tribe,

Signalling to a teeming populous in the garden,

 Gleefully slitting the roots of the flowering plants in a jibe,

Joyfully sucking the juicy liquid like a rodent.


They are  none other than a sort of gardener’s pest,

Thriving in fives and hundreds after the rainy seasons,

Languishing slowly  in the torrid sun’s zest,

Straying  into the yards in quest of hibernation.


Jauntily proposing a colourful exterior,

They vehemently destroy the blossoming foliage,

 Greedily wreck the delightful  interior,

 Perfidiously gobble the green leafage.


To get rid of them is  elaborately laborious,

It is painful to see the devastation,

Still more horrible to kill the notorious,

More so to infringe the earth with pesticide horrendous.


How to save my garden,I know not?

My heart throbs and my eyes well,

Seeking seriously for a way out,

The  very thought rummage my mind to a shell.