The calls and falls
the between and across
the begin and the end
the arrival and departure
the events of the life
come and go often
not in order as happen
mostly at random
experience them on the go
see to it you face no row.
Tag: end.
There be a stop
an end to all
could be done in a hop
would arrest a fall
More and most
could be degrees
keep them in the coast
not accept them with please.
The finality be brought
be there a limitation
nothing could be bought
not any in a compulsion.
The conclusion comes gradually
settle the scores as fast
wait for the destination formally
the end of the day has been cast.
There be no formality
go about with ease
never with any rivalry
nor with any tease.
Wish the end to be peaceful
turmoil and turbulence eschewed
would not that be wonderful?
as you find yourself diffused.
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Tthe light At The End
it is a feverish mind
that throws all kinds
hypothetical in thoughts
not practical in faults
a close understanding
a clear focusing
would bring results desired
that could be the required
contentment is the end
then achieve it with a slight bend
I mean a bow in the flow
a slight adjustment in the toe
enable you to see the light
with that you give up your
the give and take policy you go with
a little here and a little there forthwith
would take you to levels high
the light would be visible from anywhere.
What then holds value?
cosmos turns a zero
man is null and void
Hands of God rule with authority
man rotates on his own axis in concentric
all with a selfish desire
goes in a circular mode entire
the start reaches the end
the end comes back to the start
around and around he revolves
thinking of himself alone
that be the darkness in stroll
as we go through the scroll.
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The Beginning and End.
The beginning of the day
marked with cheer and rigour
ends up in the evening
with a serene feel and tired mind.
Every beginning starts with mirth
concluding with a misty exhaustion.
The wear and tear throughout
sucks our energy and liveliness .
The day is not exclusive
it being found in human experience too
with the youth are always thriving
the aged mostly fall into decreasing strive.
The years of toil and experience
grant a wisdom and sobriety
they too greatly bring in
a fatigue and lethargy.
The sparkle and shine gradually fade
leaving a care and share in the go
lit with an overwhelming concern
accompanied by a consideration .
This is the way everything goes
that be of day and human
could that be to animals and trees
also found in culture 
and civilization
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A Grand Finale.
It seems to be an end
where nothing has come to a send
everything is in for a bend
perhaps languishing on a lend
Well! that is the trend
as everybody has to fend
which leads to a tend
of utmost care and mend
closing up with a positive content.
This might look a little hazy
as it is not as easy
getting in with a cheesy
adjusting with the crazy
negotiating with a choosy
going on with the lazy
very much after the breezy
sailing with the nosy
ignoring the racy
finally concluding in hasty
A straight road is ahead.
There seems no turns in the stead.
It is a long stretch ahead
Yes, go straight to the stead.
The way takes you straight.
Exposing nothing in the trait.
It is nothing but straight.
Everything else reflects the trait.
It is monotonous travel right.
Going steady without a flight.
Believe it is a certainty right.
Moving forward without a fight.
Surely, you would reach the destination late.
Nothing to press an acceleration in the slate.
Struggling you achieve the nominations very late.
It is a gradual but slow realization on the slate.
Realizing you get straight to your end.
Crossing the sea of life without a bend.
That is how you have to live up to the end.
Straight in stature without a single bend.
Birth of you keeps me wondering,
Family of you makes me thinking,
Friends of you get me embittering,
Actions of you are detesting,
Oh ! tell me why you are so infringing?
Your deeds force me to undertake a study,
Up I go with my frantic search ready,
I got a background of your family already,
No wonder you are so undisciplined and greedy,
Committing faults mightily gaudy.
The eldest of you is a school drop out,
Talks incoherently in a shrill base throat,
Clad in shabby, unkempt attire throughout,
Thinks he is a perfectionist in a float,
Vitally he is a treacherous cut throat.
The next in order is the only educated ,
Speaks in measured terms not affected,
Dresses up in impressive clothing well-managed,
Behaves with charm and grace absolutely dignified,
Truly he is an elegance finely styled.
The third of the family is an empty head,
Prattles in broken disorganised thread,
Wears the most unsuited dress code ahead,
Poses himself to be well read,
Really he is a snobbish dread.
A family so different I rarely find,
Not looks but thoughts also differ I extend,
Integrity also has a graphical bend,
The siblings move on to the end,
With their own specific blend.
(The four brothers are products of imagination.The poem refers to none dead or alive)
