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.
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Tag: force
The wind blows
not with a striking force
smothers with kiss
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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-
known
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.
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Premonitions.
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 go
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.
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The Strength Of Water.
Rivers flood falling into the sea.
The sea in turbulence sweeps to the land.
The land stagnates and gets drowned
hopelessly.
The water drags everything live and dead into the sea.
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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.
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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 fall
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.
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The Gleaming Waterfall
Driving 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.
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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.
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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.
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