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Needle in The Haystack


An idiom that has gained popularity
with the ongoing search in its intensity
where to find the disappeared material
how to find in such a large compass in trial.

The hay stack being huge and piled up
hiding a needle so thin and small in a prop
finding it out by the one who concealed it
would prove to be a strain albeit.

The idiom craves for a rightful recognition
as one that goes well with its connotation
Supporting it to be a rightful assumption
proposing a conferment of relevance without any presumption.

The sharp indication and the resultant information
that nothing would come out of any investigation
that not be focused and pointed straight at the target
would be a round about way exercising a forget.

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My Destiny


Preparing the stage with labour
writing the documents  with fervour
focusing on issues with insight
drafting the replies with foresight
has been my way of doing
when there comes the enacting
it is a quite  overcoming by  my maker_of_my_destiny_decisions_by_atomic_blondiebetter half
who steals the limelight with a big laugh
that stings me to the very bottom
and sinks my spirit to the autumn
quickly reconciling to the destiny
throwing out in disgust my last penny.

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The Chaotic Movement


The focus having been shifted  elsewhere

The thought  being rooted nowhere

The movement went  everywhere

finding no lead to go anywhere

turned to a chaotic condition out over there

finally dissolving  into the vacuum then and there.chaotic movement

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Fathomless Eternity.


Leaving everything with a resignation.
living with great relaxation
experiencing the pleasures as they come
relaxing with contentment.
thinking about nothing at large.
setting a goal without an aim.
treading the path without a focus.
shooting a picture without an eye.
writing all things fathomless without thought.
reading something at random.
eating anything when hungry.
sleeping whenever one wishes
Well this has become the way of my life
Could be rightly called straightaway
as a life without a meaning
and a life without any expectation.
Living thus and in such manner
the days prolong most times
and the hours get shortened at times
while the minutes drags on endlessly
the seconds vanish in a wink
as the years get ahead to a decade.
I go on submerging into the depth
wishing to get lost in the fathomless eternity