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Nature’s Nature


There are rains copious  

 floods extreme in a part.

There be drought severe 

 driest ever in another part.

There is no moderation  as such

the one overtakes the other 

 a phenomenon  not in touch 

over the bygones  in  demeanour

A  storm and a quake  sudden

rocks the world  with velocity

the earth succumbs to the burden

 quivers and  collapses  instantly 

the status of the land is unpredictable 

a thrive is  seen greatly on one side beautifully

a ruin on the other casts a mark indelible

rare to find a juxtaposition in keen

wonder at the erratic nature of Nature

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Technological Strain


The technology gets the better of you

knowing not where you are and how you are

as contacts quickly find you .

 

It  being a boon in terms of accessibility

where you can reach  any one at any time

with nothing much  costly.

 

It turns a bane in form of disturbance

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a pest  with little reference.

 

The  inputs and outputs tally perfectly

with the advantages and disadvantages overlapping

crossing the reliability  all the more.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Dismantling The Experience.


Disoriented is the mind after a shock.
Disenchanted is the soul as it experiences a block.
Disheartened is the heart as it hits the rock.
Disturbed is the thought as it is subjected to a mock.
Disintegrated becomes the idealism as it stumbles into a deadlock.dishevelled
Dishevelled is the hair as the curls fall in locks.
Disfigured is the face as hurdles besiege it in a flock.
Dislocated is the disc as hurried movements enforce a knock.
Distraught is the being as every other thing takes it to an extreme stock.

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Early In The Morn.


A call early in the morn cracked  the complacency,

A voice of an  old friend broke the  equanimity,

Dispelling the cheer and joy  early in the  morn.

 

The  conversation   that transpired was disenchanting,

It  logged round an   insensible indecent probing,

Diffusing  briskness and activity  early in the morn.

 

 

The  friendly tone was   packed with artifice

The talk  surrounded on  a  preconceived  fix,

Destroying the placidity and sobriety  early in the  morn.

 

 

 

The enquiry was a mischievous query,

Curious to know of an unexpected misery,

Thwarting the ease and comfort  early in the morn.

Suppressing the  burning rage

By keeping  the talk in a nonchalant  range,

Meted  out  both a blow and a thrash   early in the morn.

 

 

Why do they engage in such scorn?

Might be it is a quality inborn,

Demoralising  the   demeanour early in the morn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

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Grapes Are Sour


When things go fine,

Grapes are sweet,

When things turn bad,

Grapes are sour.

  

Till there is a likeness,

Speech is pleasant,

When there is a hatred,

Talk becomes foul.

 

The human approach differs,

With the circumstances,

The  gentle  behaviour  retorts,

With the turn of events.

 

 

There is no predictability ,

To Man’s action.

There is no formality,

To Man’s thoughts.

 

 

 

The mind wanders  in length

The tongue wags in magnitude

The mouth swears in excess

The heart  spites  in intensity.

 

 

The equilibrium is disturbed,

The balance is tilted,

There is an upturn,

There is a raging storm.