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Ode On Words


Eat up not your words

eat up your meals

go by your words

at the cost of any deal.

 

Words are meant to be kept

never in a way to be broken

the words that are kept

bring repute  as a token.

 

Honour your words at any cost

words are precious any way

easy to throw them out fast

hard to preserve them in a way.

 

Words are a religion as far as I know

a sanctity all the more

they are valuable  and shine with a glow

being a property  with a vow.

 

 

 

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That Might Not.


I never swallow food in a hurry

take a time and do it without worry

even when I am in a fury

I chew and eat chew.leisurely.

Might be that quality of mine

makes me patient not only while I dine

persevere I relentlessly with a bind.

this way I  extend a system of a kind.

Patience emulated proves expensive

as I deal with things not impulsive

the tolerance level is intrusive

I never take anything offensive.

Again, this attitude brings no result

as I stay unperturbed by any tumult

passive I am without any fault

a loser I am by default.

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Eat The Way


Eating to the brim
with no space
are-you-eating-a-balanced-diet-aug-1-2012-1-600x566 is life destroying

Eating to half full
with room for more
is life saving

Eating the minimum
with place for a lot
lends a life-giving.

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The Practicalities


Going back is never too easy.

Back tracking is ever too easy.

Keeping up the promise is never too easy.

Eating up the words is ever too easy.

Hearing slander is never too easy.

Listening to praise is ever too easy.

 

The world moves on round and round.

The interruption  of movement is never found.

People’s talk  reverberates with full sound.

Their activity  advances never with a bound.

The life becomes meaningful with wealth abound.

No other means seeks a serious wound.

 

Living in the middle of conceit and greed

Man accepts the reality with a distinct breed.

Well, money has always been the prime need.

It is a requirement to arrange a feed.

What then is the crux of the deed?

It is something that directs to a bleed.

 

This transaction has been going on for years.

It has been carried out without any fear.

Nestling behind the scene  in the rear.

We trace a slight  jerk which is out of gear.

The affinity for wealth is found with extreme cheer.

As a finale it is held to the bosom so near.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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.