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breeze Poetry

My Only Friend


A pleasant  evening it is

Cool breeze kisses me

It talks to me with love

The voice soft and sweet

I, being alone at home

With none to talk

I pour my heart

All my feelings come out

cry, laugh and share

Talk,scold and fight

A play I indulge

With joy and grief

All through the days

With my friend the breeze.

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Old is Gold


A day or two ago

 met my friend of long ago 

old she has turned 

most of the calories burnt 

by age and illness in one show

found her out of flow 

staggers  a lot in her walk

 precise is she in her talk

 physically she has lost 

 mentally she is still fast 

hailed me by name all aloud 

brought back the events from cloud 

speaks out in a voice so clear 

tells me  I look like an old hag with cheer 

Knew not where to keep my face 

I pulled myself away with a long face 

not able to accept that I am also old 

she and I being the same age  in fold 

yet thought I am young not  gone grey 

as my black hair shines in the fray

with coloured dye minimal  and slight 

teeth all original and white 

no make up whatsoever in sight 

I deign myself in attire suitable 

wish to seem  like  one capable  

never did I think that I am old 

 with a smile now, I accept “Old is gold”

 

 

dying hair with henna indigo

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Top Of The World


A friend of mine
talks with a shine
smile is her weapon
defeats she a dozen
sensitive she is true
she never lets any clue
preserves her hurt close
performs her act sweet friend.in chose
comes she with a dagger
sets the opponent to a stagger
an interesting persona
she commands a validity
nice to relate to her
great to depend on her
true to the words
she is top of the world.

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My Dearest Friend


rainsI had an unexpected guest
who always put me to test
she would drench me with showers
if she is in a mood not terse.

The friend of mine came all so quick
could not believe her as she was up to trick
wondered what brought her here all of a sudden
she was always an entertainer never a burden.

I rushed towards her with happiness wrought in my face
took her by my hand and tried to embrace her with grace
she escaped from me and dodged playfully
delighted I stood gazing cheerfully.

She was with me for one and a half hour
she went through enlivening each flower
which blossomed as soon as she touched the petals
her entry brought mirth in total.

The friend of mine could be a friend of you too
she is a lovely person which is nothing but true
I begged her to come every day for an hour and half
as she is rain who acts for prosperity on behalf.

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Dashing All Norms


A call from my friend
who is a very close to me
asking for a help
she never opts at any time
this being the first request
took me by surprise.

It was not for her that too
a help for a relative of hers
went out of my way to fulfill
did so with great effort
she expressed her gratitude
with lovely words .

The joy did not last long
as her relative made a daring move
dashing all accepted norms
throwing out in a hurry
that which could have blossomed
but witheredrivalry. and got spoilt.

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Get To Know Each Other.


Get to know each other
pick up friends wherever you are
that is the way to live
as company enliven the heart.

A friend in need is a friend indeed
goes the saying with a wave
that be not of every friend
as they are greatly not attached.

The sincere ones are a fraction small
their ingenuity not a question
they come from a genre
rare and informal .

The rest carry a friendship superficial
for the sake of banter
enjoyment attains the principal strata
understanding is never in their agenda.

Tell me your friend
I will tell you who you are
gets an applaud strong in real
as that would get into the insight close.
friends

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A Curse From A Saddened Heart.


Referring none in life
though he may sound real
but having heard in tales
experienced it in the years
says my friend Shree in a tone sad.
She begins her narration thus
A man I know most and very well
and you might be aware of
in most or least extent
I really do not know
was a cause of great turmoil
a reason for depression
as both mind and body suffered
He,an illiterate to the core
wielding his power denoted to him
by a will of the deceased
made one cry in silence and endure
cry not he alone but his family along with him
being denied of his rightful share
not for months but for years together
The man with power filed cases in courts
paid solicitors heavily
bribed officials greatly
all from the common account
planning never to release the share
finally justice taught him
the moral and the lesson
enforcing a release by court order
But did he turn a new leaf?
Never would he as he is evil
not an embodiment or a personification
but evil, altogether an evil
still goes more and more into destruction
surely he would die not a natural death
nor his family would remain tact
He would find his end soon
with none to continue his lineage.
The story loaded with pathos and anger
came to a download (24)close with a note of danger.

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Happy Birthday My Friend.


A memorable day for you
a memorable day for your family
keeping everyone in your fold
embracing all with your loving hold Happy BirthdayTreating everyone with a professional touch
and making all happy as such.
Preserving unity with your wisdom.
leading a quiet life now seen seldom.
May this day bring you lot of cheer and happiness
that would be bestowed on you by greatness.
.

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My Friend


mother and daughterGetting down from the bus
Saw my friend crossing the road.
Delighted to see her after years
Made quick towards the other end.
She is Sarah my dearest friend
who walked swiftly like a deer.
Unable to cope with her ran at last.
Run, did I with a difficult stride.
Not able to catch her cried “Sarah”.
My voice was in full blast
Yet Sarah went on her way.
Once again called “Sarah”
at the top of my voice.
The lady stopped in a halt and turned
She looked exactly like young Sarah
who studied with me in college.
Rushing towards her in whatever
speed I could.
Looked at her from top to toe.
She smiled at me bemused.
Asked her if she knows Sarah.
The lady broke into laughter
Held my hand with love
gently said that Sarah is her mother.

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Loneliness is a Fear.


lonelyLike a mad man he dashed out.
In the grip of fear he shouted.
Terrified his heart almost jumped out.
He was shattered without a let out.
His loneliness gobbled him out.
Friends or foe had he in the clout?
He could have shared with his friends throughout.
He would have fought with his foes without a doubt.
Lo! he stood alone from the crowd like a silhouette.
With eyes wide open he blinked like a distraught.
With sensibility perfect he appeared like a laggard
With stature perfect but he looked like an upstart.
Keeping away had made him a desolate grumpy haggard