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Accepting Responsibility.


Citing many reasons for his failure
he came out with a flimsy reason
ascribing to his unsuccessful bids.
That may be true to the very word
but sounded totally foolish
Hresponsibilityad he been little more focused
he would have won it with great merit.
Simply saying that it has escaped his attention
does not hold water as the loss is enormous.
He always throws the towels in despondency
never subscribing to the defect openly.
Telling this and that for the fall off
has been his way of life in the course of years.
Never wanted to learn a lesson from mistakes
but always wishes to get the best of other’s efforts.
The character of him has been of great distress
as he is known for his slips and faults.

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The Girl in Distress.


Life is a tale she says
Life is a call she feels
Life is a burden as she experiences.
Life is nothing she throws up.

It is agonising to see her.
as she throws up her towels
fuming and frothing over and over
desperately shuddering in anger.

A setback has seized her with fear.
Coming out is a task a long one
Time is the best healer as all know.
She has to come out however hard it be.

Knowing her for long from childhood
has put me in deep distress now.
As a child she was a go lucky girl
but now she is in great stress.

She bites her lips to control herself.
Blood oozes out drop by drop.
I leave her to herself for quite some time
as solitude would pacify her distressed-girl

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TheTrauma Of Being A Woman.


Gender still holds preference.

Male has a high predominance.

Female  holds a low reference.

 

Family  considers boys as  precious gift.womandiscrimination

Girls  are deemed as absolute pressure.

The distinction is  found in every measure.

 

Schools  give importance to boys.

The girls excel in performance.

Even so they fall back in prominence.

 

The male oriented society  perceives different.

Men are  physically strong and daring.

Women look frail and fearing.

 

Man take the upper hand all throughout.

Their decisions they ascribe pave the way to  progress.

They push down the woman into  a  breathless repress.

 

The fairer sex   seeks  recognition.

Their workings are mostly without  blemish.

Yet their image gets tarnished.

 

Tarnished they live. in anguish.

Their thoughts suffer a damage.

Their body succumbs to a  hemorrhage.

 

The world  has gone through a revolution,

Economy has changed to a global  symposium

Sex till today implicates a  feverish delirium.

 

The women face violence at every juncture.

Brutal rapes are becoming a common fixture.

The devastation of young girls calls for a biblical texture.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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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Looking For A Shore – Gold


Ships in a turbulent sea get tossed,

 As the storm blows fiercely,

Making the vessel  tumble  in a fold,

Panic and commotion rake it violently,

Cries and screams add to the uneasy cold.

 

 

Soon as a wink it drifts to the shore,

Tides and waves push it to a place,

The sandy stretch is seen in the fore,

It appears like a lovely  ornated lace,

A sign of relief replaces the apprehensive roar,

As the ship embarks on a safe shore.

 

Amazing.

 

Shore is a safe haven,

To a distressed sailor,

Gold is a security proven,

To a fleeced  investor,

Security is a  blissful heaven,

Foolish risk  is  a chronic detractor.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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No Job


In the world of plenty,

There is no job.

In  the world of bribery,

There is no job.

In the world of  deceit ,

There is no job.

In the world of destitution,

There is no job.

In the world of  frenzy,

There is no job.

In the world of impracticalities ,

There is no job.

In the world of terror ,

There is no job.

In the world of manipulation,

There is no job.

In the world of anarchy,

There is no job.

In the world of tedium,

There is no job.

In the world of frailty,

There is no job.

In the world of insight,

There is no job.

In the world of introspection,

There is no job.

In the world of  sarcasm

There is no job.

In the world of wilderness,

There is no job.

In the world of fantasy,

There is no job.

In the world everywhere ,

There is no job.

A dismal cry,

Rants in the air.