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The Birds In Their Round.


The birds cackle all around

calling for their mates in a round

making merry  on the grass

pecking the insects in the trash

singing to themselves in glee

going behind the buzzing bee

they converge on a hedge  high

exchanging  gestures  with a shy

they fly low and perch on a tree

their little ones  safely be

fondly looking at them for a while

they leave their nests in style

going out  to hunt for further more

an investment for them all the more .

 

 

 

 

birds

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Perfidious Lawyers-“May Your Tribe Increase”


Every legal case is different.

As it has no precedent.

It may differ in degree  macro or micro.

It might have merit or demerit although.

 

Judgments  are independent.

Not clasped by averment.

Justice  has to uphold truth.

 Not  to downgrade truth.

 

Counsels have to study the case sheets  deep.

Not act shoddily  as though  half asleep.

A sound knowledge of law is a must.

To fight the case when put to test.

 

Each case is a new edict.

Never rely on the previous verdict.

Each one has twist and turn.

Review it  sincerely without a spurn.

 

 Remember, the client is your King.

Never you could  become  a King.

He, who pays you is atop.

You, who receives should never flop.

 

Never try to override him.

If so, you are deceiving him.

He would strike you hard.

And bash you without any regard.

 

Rude gestures would run you out.

Impolite words would throw you out.

Arrogance would doom you forever.

Authority would shun you more so ever.

 

Insecurity in profession drags you perhaps,

Lack of confidence in your ability draws  you perhaps,

A hurried escape might be your requirement perhaps.

An express exit from the situation might be your motive perhaps.

 

Desirous of earning more and more is your goal.

Greed has seized your complacency in a toll.

An attempt to betray the client is highly contemptuous.

Surely, all lawyers, with no exception are perfidious

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The Beauty of the Morn.-An Allegory


Tiny dew drops shine like diamonds ,

They oscillate over the fragile green grass,

Shimmering in the glistening sunrise,

A beauty not to miss every morn.

 

Little buds peep out from the nodules,

They are in red, rose and blue,

Dancing in the morning breeze,

A beauty not to  miss  every morn.

 

Small children walk up the road to school,

They chuckle and chatter as they move,

Exchanging friendly gestures and pep talk,

A beauty not to miss every morn.

 

The glory of the day lies not  in calls,

The charm of the hour is not based on tries,

The contentment rests on impressive sights,

That take us to infinite heights.

 

The beauty of the morn is not to be missed,

It has to be repeatedly cherished,

The dew drops, bud and child are personifications,

Of transcendental truth and  exuberant bliss.