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Peace Be With You


There is  peace 

really. you  ask

as there is no thing

that much could be seen

with peace and goodwill

as every other place

there is fight and tension

that go with a fusion

with terrorism on the sway

with  corruption on to gay

with that of deception all the day

there be peace you say

what sort of peace do you mean ?

ask you bona fide

I do reply in the stride

that there is peace I assure

not found in the political

never found in business

but seen among people

who play it simple

whether there be a fight

 

it lasts for a day

where there is mirth

it prolongs for months

there I find peace and joy

seamless they are

entwined they look

that be peace and contentment.

Peacethis is my answer

the case of satisfaction to the reply

lies on the way you take .

Peace be with you always!

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The Festival Of Lights —-An Annual Renewal.


The crackers are in full swing

a noise  emanates  from one wing

deafening the ears with a terrific sound

a siege of  smoke and fumes swarm  all round

creating a  terrible suffocation all through

the spirit of the festival is greatly through

with fun and  merriment exalted to heights

entertaining and enjoying  in all rights

that being synonym with the festival of light

where money is being spent with delight

once in a year it occurs  in this part

with exchanges of good will and cheer in a sort

expressed by distributing laddoos  and sweets

presenting dress to the near with a mood  upbeat

patronising the needy to an extent moderately

goes Diwali where diyas are lit severally

illuminating the household outwardly

indicating a lighting  up of the soul inwardly

with enlightenment and tranquillity  in reality.Diwali

 

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Joie De Vivre


The joy of living
has been with all
it was not a casting
but a real costing
having been exerting
having been spending
having been straining
having been extracting
taking efforts to bring joy
while joy lies within you
within your heart
nowhere to seek
but without a penny
could bring happiness
all around you by
extending cordiality
soliciting friendship
endearing a grace
showing a poise
while a smile sweet
would bring a lot of treat
and a multitude of greets
as joy is in you.joie de vivre

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My Posts


The posts I create.
get a modest growing
with moderate likes and
few comments from good people
making me happy and contented
and the day goes on
with such joy and peace
restricting me from getting involved
and making me stand straight
not wanting to dabble in others’
and giving me a practice of self-control
besides lending me a self-support
though not anything monetary
but of great acquisition of comfort
Upostsltimately we live only for harmony
both internal and external
With that being circumscribed
my days remaining would go
undaunted and undeterred.

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The Home-Echoes of Joy


The house bubbles with joyous play
seeing children running here and there
playing hide and seek
doing a bit of gardening
much different to the modern children
who sit glued to the T.V
or else busy with their computers.
The yelling and shouting ‘
continued till the evening
letting out for a short break
the time for bathing and meals.
Otherwise it was full of activities
making the house reverberate with laughter.
The house hosting such mirth and happiness
reacted with a smile broad and generous.
You might wonder Could a house smile?
Smile it did ,that too broadly
brimming with joy and swelling with pride
The house has become a loving home
a great plausibility of reference thats-a-lot-of-freaking-kids in the run,.

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The Joy of Freedom


bird in a cageRunning through the pages
found a lovely image
of a bird in a cage.
whose big eyes looked sad.

The bird seemed to be desolate with fear
as it had no freedom to relish and cheer
seemed to curl itself in the rear
The image brought tears.

Perhaps the bird was thinking
of its friends in the trees flying
hopping, pecking and singing
enjoying every minute of their life.

The joy of freedom is infinitive
The little bird held as a fugitive
in the cage would get a feed remunerative
but has lost the rejoice of being free.

With a heavy heart turned the pages
recollecting the freedom movement in stages.
wondering how did the fighters survived the outrage
Heaving a sigh threw the book in disgust.

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Myriad Inclusions.


myriadA message it was

spreading peace and love.

A message it was

calling for unity and understanding.

A message it was

intending to bring cheer and comfort.

A message it was

inviting good will and harmony.

A message it was

rendering help and assistance.

A  message it was

looking out for happiness and joy.

A message it was

proclaiming  victory and triumph.

A message it was

expressed in poetic felicity. 

sent across during New year’s eve. 

A message that wishes

an unflinching attention.

A message that seems

to  be a gospel.

A message that pronounces

truth and reverence.

A message that reverberates

all throughout.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Getting into the woods


Getting into the woods on a lively day,
brought  unfelt experience of gay.

There was  penetration of sun’s rays,

through the dense trees in a trace.

directing to a tiny bay.

There was a march of elephants in a fray,

calling each other in a bray.

The water fell down the hills in a sway,

flowing  quick without delay.

The birds twittered in a joyful  jay,

chirping with a spirited say.

There arose a desire to stay,

 in the splendid woods all the day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Lost Days


Lost is   days of youth.

Lost is  days of mirth.

Lost is  days of joy.

Lost is  days of toy.

Lost is days of evolution.

Lost is  days of  the revolution.

Lost is days of enthusiasm.

Lost is days of experiences awesome.

Lost is  days of adaptability.

Lost is  days of flexibility.

Lost is  days of attraction.

Lost is  days of distractions.

Lost is days and years.

As we lose ourselves in tears.

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An Unruffled Mind.


Let it be a tremor.

Let it be a storm.

Let it be a hurricane.

Let it be a revolution.

Let it be an up rise.

Let it be a battle.

Let it be a murder.

Let it be a gory accident.

Let it be an untimely death.

Let it be a disappointment.

Let it be an embitterment.

Let it be unpleasant.

Let it be ghastly.

Let it be  terrible.

Let it be happiness.

Let it be exhilaration.

Let it be a pleasant weather.

Let it be fun.

Let it be entertainment.

If the  mind remains unruffled.

 Then the mind rests in peace.

It revels in joy.