Dark is a feature not to fear
a colour not so dear
dark when seen near
throws one out of gear
that be the review of dark
when the dogs bark
could not hear the lark
mind you it also rocks
as the night life rambles
many indulge in gambles
it might be a preamble
it might also look a stumble
Well, for every coin they say
there are two sides in a way
dark holds a bewilder
it also creates a divider
from the known to the unknown
as against wisdom and ignorance
Tag: Fear
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That Be A Silence.
That be a silence
that be a quietness
still and sombre
sober and quaint
a little awesome
more into dreary
a walk to the corner
seems a horror
a look down the lane
is a strain terrible
flowers burst out in colours
trees put forth a greenery
the path is immaculate
none the else to groan
not the more to mourn
yet there is a succour
a way into the realm of fear.
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The Fear.
The fear that haunts one
go with a deal when done
let it be a superficial
might it be a surreal
the apprehension tears apart
though apparently it is fought
with a determination great
that be the real fate
of too many in the go –
not possible to sustain the blow
that of evils of witchcraft
implicated with a poignant shaft.
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It is worry
that keeps in a flurry
settles on reverie 
Fear in mind
kills creativity of any kind
stealing all find.
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Apprehensive In All.
A turn not foreseen
A twist not possible.
All these found a place.
Catching unaware
falling into the whirlpool
life goes on.
A journey which was for a holiday
has become frequent and for occupation
never knew it would transform so.
It has happened all of a sudden
going by the events
it would continue lifelong.
How to get out from the cesspool?
a deliberation one is into
hoping to hatch an idea quick
.
Ideas do loom in
not so forceful to pull out
appear weak in the magnitude
Oh! how to get out in style
without hampering as all
feeling apprehensive straight.
A dog limped its way
dragging its hurt leg
none took notice of the poor one
as it went all the way limping
Where is it going to go?stared I at the dog
None to give good
and none be willing to do so
I, being afraid of dogs
could do no better
than offer a morsel of bread
that too from a distance .
The fear for dogs
has been in me right from young
as even now I am unable to get over it
it is only for the dogs I nurture fear
with other animals I go about easy.
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Weird It Was.
Calling , calling she came near
what was the great fear?
she shook herself in fright sheer
as she pointed out to a place rear
saying that it was something mere
not a very fascinating thing to hear
but truly very scary and out of gear
making one sad and shed tears
she showed a man drunken and peer
through the window in a manner queer
ranting and rambling with a jeer
tumbling in the lane in a wear]
emanating a shudder greatly dire
causing the episode appear weird.
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Matrimonial Market.
In India most marriages being arranged
with love marriages being not favoured
while attending a wedding of a friend’s son
who being an excellent chef in the run
saw the boy’s mother in tears
she was all along in fear
as how she is going to find a bride
as people regard culinary expertise as only a side
being not a preferred profession for them
while software professionals rule the realm
this skill has become not a worthy one
and the girl’s parents consider not this one
as a suitable match for their daughter
with that the boy being not in the matrimonial market
the mother lost all hopes of reaching the target
therein arose her disappointment and distinction
her health deteriorated and she had an infraction
being in a ticklish turmoil all the while
only now she looks relieved and in style
as she has succeeded in fixing a girl for her son
finally she would relax and live life in fun.
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The Call Of Birthdays.
Fascination about birthdays
excitement over that special day
the fun that comes with it freely
and the joy that brings to the child naturally
could be expressed in no way.
The child about four to ten mostly
feels at the top of the world intensely
as eyes run round her keenly
while she is cutting the cake gleefully
hearing the Happy Birthday cries.
The tempo goes on for ever almost
as certain individuals on the most
go through the same thrill utmost
with an even more exaltation foremost
as they cut their cake happily
with
ninety-one candles lit.
Birthdays bring joy for children primarily
with a new dress and a celebration regularly
while the seniors go with the rituals fervently
with a fear in mind and a desire to have a longevity
hoping not to suffer any malady and illness
but badly wanting to extend life with a fullness.
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