Nemesis Strikes

Nemesis is powerful
never did I believe.

It is, I am convinced.

Leaves, not the one
who speaks
nor the one who commits.

Strikes with a force
then and there.


Haiku Poem

The Windy Kiss

The wind blows

not with a striking force

smothers with kisswind.


The Flow of The River.

Likewise the river flows
so wise and clever
flows she with no stop
stopped she for no reason
reason be not well-riverknown
known for her steadfastness
fast she runs in force
forcefully she exists
exists she all the year
the year of rain
rain falls in excess
excessive in the catchment
the catch being profuse
as profuse as the bounty
bounteous she looks
a look with a beam and pride
a pride in the right sense
sensible and excellent.



The acceleration of the swings

that be from one end to other

with the westerlies picking up force

the rains playing truant  all the while

perceiving a big violence  all over

with the trees going to and fro

as if in their speed the roots would come up

that being a situation alarming

the land seemed to shake with a shiver

where everything else looks imbalanced

the cries of animals godownload (48) unheard

as they say the animals know

and predict the vagaries of weather

man in his closeted privacy

does not pay heed to the sounds of these animals

who get a premonition

that something distraught is on the way.




The Strength Of Water.

Rivers flood falling into the sea.
The sea in turbulence sweeps to the land.
The land stagnates and gets drownedwater hopelessly.
The water drags everything live and dead into the sea.


Unknown Device.

The wish of few gets fulfilled
while the wish of many get dished.
The few are supposed to be lucky
with things getting accomplished
The rest are considered unfortunate
as they could not go by their intention.
This is how the world views
and this is how the men think.
Beyond this superficial appeals
there are many great devices behind
that act and react with a purpose
giving out a responsible answer
and emphatically calling out
the reasons for such projections.unknown force


Rains Thrash

Rains do play havoc
The one which is so sweet
turns unpleasant
That is true in all things
with rains bestowing prosperity
and destroying extensively
bringing misfortune
and loss of life
all in one go
while thrashing heavily.
Rains fallnews_12_8_2011_17 with force
drenching the areas
flooding the rivers
gets into the houses
pulls along with it
men and things
irrespective of their status
It happens in a flash
and the thrash
devours the whole
in a gulp sole
leaving everyone aghast
and everything ghastly.

Beauty Experience Inspiration Poem waterfall

The Gleaming Waterfall

falls3Driving through the dense woods
negotiating through the wild bends
getting across the thick bumps
crossing the bushy hurdles
pushing through the scary path
reached a lovely spot
where there was beautiful waterfall.

The water was gleaming silvery.
At places it fell like white flakes.
At others it poured with a force.
It was pure and glossy
carrying with it a medicated concoction
as it came from the forests
which abound with herbs.

Rushed towards the magnificence
treaded noiselessly to the middle
where the flow was mild and cool
stood below the gushing waters
that splashed all through
cleaning the body of its sweat
clearing the soul of its demeaning thoughts.

Actions Interpretation Lesson thoughts turmoil

The Insidious Impact.

Waters do meet in the ocean,

Lands do track down in a traction,

Wind do blow in a friction,

Men  do set themselves in a session,

Captioning it  as a delightful Conviction.


Rivers have a natural flow,

Lands generally have lovely row,

Winds usually have a gentle blow,

Men hardly go about in a toe.

Deleting justice to an  ultimate  slow.


Waters flood once a while,

Lands slips during the rainy file

Winds storm in occasional  trial,

Men exhibit guile all the while,

Seeking to challenge truth in a vile.


Nature takes on the cyclic course,

In no mean terms, though with force,

Men  go for back stabs in a morose,

Oh! they are the  actors with high resource.









Diamonds thoughts

Pink,White and Yellow Diamonds

Lovely colours  aren’t they?

They make us gay ,

All through the day,

I have lot more to say.


Pink is  the lovely rose,

Pink are the chubby cheeks,

Pink  are the cotton candies,

Oh!There are pink diamonds too.


White diamonds dazzle,

Yellow ones sparkle,

Pink extends a twinkle,

All from the carbon carbuncle.


Pink diamond is a gorgeous  treat,

Found in the mines of Argyle,

A gem rare  with a charm upbeat,

Oh!It is  fabulously expensive .


Yellow and White diamonds are a costly call,

Eluding the grasp of all,

Pink  ones remains a coveted  tall,

Appropriate to  the monarchy’s haul.


Delight of seeing induces a pleasure,

Desire to hold incites a longing,

Indeed it is a valid value,

No matter how small you might be.


Possession of those might  make you beam,

Owning those is a precious dream,

Mostly those might pass on to the cream,

Few of those could make your ring finger gleam.


Pink diamonds turn you pink,

Prices rule out an angry pink,

Lustre  spells out a blushing pink,

An owning  foretells a futuristic  pink.


Well,the story of diamonds is interesting,

Black cinders  after million of years  inputting,

Validate as precious gems scintillating,

Oh! it is a tale of lowly forcing a pop out  struggling.