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The Rainbow Effect.


The white cat on the red wall
jumped down on the green grass
beautifully kept with violets around.

It strode across the muddy path
leading to a magnificent golden court
where little girls in pink download (9)pinafore stood.

The girls were playing in the twilight
with the blue moon shining over them
as the black night slowly advanced through.

The fluffy cat  hopped over to the blue waters
that lay little off the  orange orchard
where her  brown kittens  loitered about.

Reaching the orchard she sank on the ground
as she being exhausted and tired
while the sky turned indigo as the night advanced.

The Rains At Random


The rain was little
pouring intermittently
and the land got wet
in a section
enough for the plants
to remain green

Expecting copious rain
but receiving only little
the plants were struggling
hard to get through
as they were in a stage
of collapse

Rains are playing of late
not falling on time
but failing always
if not with little showers
insufficient for sustenance
and productive living.

Rains in certain parts
pour in excess
flooding the rivers
inundating the area
causing a havoc.

The extremes get nowhere
bringing suffering untold
affecting production
disturbing nature
releasing a concernGreen activists.preview.

Rain Looms


The rain was pouring intermittently.

It was without force inevitably.

It ranged with a lag deliberately.

The roads looked clumsy  totally.

People stayed back compulsorily.

The resultant was  discomfort  absolutely.

 

 

The Loving Grand Pa


Early in the morning there was a sound.

It was not the cock a doodle do.

It was not the clock’s ding-dong.

It was not the baby’s shrill cry.

It was not the bird’s sweet call.

It was not the mother’s shout.

It was not the father’s retort.

It was not the boy’s grumbling.

It was not the paper boy’s cycle bell.

It was not the milkman’s  loud alarm.

It was not the whistling tea-pot.

It was not the hissing shower.

It was, it was, a snore.

Emanating from grand pa.



Will Age Stand By?


Only your parents will live for you,

But your  friend will  wait for you,

While your spouse will  go by you,

Mostly your children will   quicken you,

But ,will  your age stand by you?


As age waits for none

It transforms young one

Into a matured  run,

Again it transfers an old tone.

To the  greying prone.



As the clock strikes one,

The hours go by one,

While the morn  slides to none,

The day is counted as one.

Allowing  the intervals  to relish in  fun.


Days  add up to  make months twelve

Which again calculates the  year well,

Sensing a calculation  to swell,

The years  cast  a shell,

Causing an eventual  bell.



Lest we live along,

Forgetting the years long,

Measuring seriously a small furlong ,

Forgetting the miles before long,

That at end  will traduce a fallacious song.


Age runs s miles ahead,

Waiting for none to tread,

Marching ahead of  the thread.

Racing away from the blood,

Deceiving everyone like a flood.