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A Place Unknown


Had been to a place

unknown and unseen

being on of a remote

has its own strengths .

 

Away from the din

much far from the human

looks beautiful and untouched

pristine and pure.

 

The stream flows without a murmur

a gentle sail across without any hurdle

a lovely ride it proved to be

peaceful and quiet.

 

The grass around shines and gleams

not one has tread in recent

a brisk  walk to the other end

refreshes  and rejuvenates.

 

The trees appear majestic

their branches in a canopy

a sit under their shade

enhances and endears.

 

All the way it is sublime

the walk , the sight, and the rest

all being an experience of thrill

ecstatic and enlivens

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Dance I Know Not.


The rap and the dance

the drums and the chance

rant the sky with a trance

glued to the pageant I watch

they throw and catch

I sit  amidst the din

the sound emanates from a tin

rock and rock they go

down and down they bow

what is it all about?

dance I am an odd man out.

noise once again rises high

exasperated, I sigh

this way it goes for long

I could hear no song

only sounds in an yell

Luckily I could hear the bell

Gosh ! the program comes  to an end

I make my way out negotiating a bend

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The Win And After


There was a shout
be that of anything out
that be of nothing stout
but being of  a great win out.

The noise rose high
perhaps it went up the sky
hastening the birds to fly
win and after as they felt shy.

The sound was so deep
made everyone leap
they jumped very steep
tears coming out in a weep.

The crowd getting jittery
they started behaving  quirky
there  arose a tension jerky
creating a chaos and turning murky.

The win was a fabulous one
with an impressive run
where one could see a lot of fun
ending up with friendly shots from the  gun.

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The House Spins.


lady Chaotic is not the word to describe.
Pandemonium is the right word to ascribe.
The house always echoes the vibe.
It is far away from the petty jibe.

The lovely house denotes order and shine.
It is an epitome of all things fine.
Be it the cleanliness which is in nine.
As well as its decorum which is above the line.

It is transformed temporarily into a din.
All the trash is everywhere but not in the bin.
The lady of the house accepts everything with a grin
as she reclines low with her fingers in the chin.

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Bill in a Song


Have you seen a man with a jabbering tongue?

Nay, you have not seen him so long,

Well,I would give a wordy glimpse of him in my song.

 

Call him what you will,

I prefer to name him Bill,

As it is easy to fill

 

Bill, talks incessantly in bits and pieces,

I prefer to term it broken releases,

As  in them expression ceases.

 

Bill speaks about God and philosophy

I prefer to dub it as a torturing apostrophe,

As they tend to initiate a brain  catastrophe.

 

Bill rallies about sports too,

I prefer to seal it as a bore too,

As it carries no activity too.

 

Bill  rakes slanders often,

I prefer to check it in tens,

As it spreads ignominy in ton.

 

Bill is  nosy about his kith and kin,

I prefer to draft him as an empty din.

As his prying could  be thrown into a trash bin. 

 

Lastly, Bill forgets about himself,

I prefer to attribute it to his bare upper shelf,

As he appears like a spineless  man to myself.

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