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thoughts

Know Not What To Do


The rains have abated
water has receded
a thirteen day wet spell
caused a disaster
the administration was rattled
knew not what to do.

Water is a commodity rare to get
now runs copious all through
lo!has gone into the sea
unimaginable sufficiency, an excess
has now gone into the drain
know not what to do.

Conservation has been forgotten
disaster management has been not learnt
the make do at the moment is in vogue
helps none in the end
governance is not be found at all
really know not what to do.

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insight Poetry

The Insightful One


Want to know the next ones
be not a very different one
a curiosity is ones’s
a quality so peculiar on the one
found almost one and one
the mind prods with a one
could be insightful in the one
could be an inquisitiveness in the one
anyhow a penetration is not the one
could lead to awant to know reprimand on the one
could be a decor of the one
almost it is the individual in one
goes up with a deluge in ones.

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thoughts

Know Not


Know not nothing to pen
Know not nothing to think
Know not nothing to imagine.
I sit awkward on a bench
with the stare empty
with a feel of anguish
along with fatigue
also with a resolution
to wait till everything resolves
they might or might not
that depends on the situation.empty_stare_by_gilraen_ar_feiniel-d4ss5p0

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thoughts

Know Not.


It was a tapping

know not from where

It was a rapping

know not from where

it was a slapping

know not who did it.

It was a strapping

know not how they did it.

it was a beating

know not how severe it was.

It was a thrashing

know not to what degree.

It was defeating

know not how much it would be.

It was a struggle

known to all fully  well.

 

know not.

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thoughts

I Do Not know.


Little do I know
about the language.
Little do I know
about the grammar.
Little do I know
about the structure
Little do I know
about the usage.
little do i know
about the punctuations.
Little do I know
about the period.
Little do I know
about the intricacies.
But I do speak.
More so I do write.
Mostly I write some poetry.
I-Don't-KnowHow do you?
You might ask.
How do I ?
I wonder
coming out with an answer.
I really do not know.

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Right Now


What is happening right now?

“No one knows”, he says with a bow.

None knows what is happening now.

It could be a simple deal right now.

It could be a  transaction initiating a bow.

What is in hold no one knows.

It could be  prosperity in toe.

It could  be misfortunes in a row.

Nothing should be anticipated  now.

As everything is in a hotspot right now.

 

 

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A Piquancy


Scared I stood behind the door.

Suddenly there erupted a roar.

Shivering I waited for more.

Hope there should be nothing in store.

 

Any move would  cause a blow.

I took a few steps in tip toe.

My legs dragged me to a slow.

What would come next I do not know.

 

Moved ahead with a caution to the door.

Peeped  through the hole  in the door.

I saw something tiny crossing the door.

I pulled my eyes out of the hole in the door.

 

With confidence I opened the door.

I could see nothing out there along the door.

What was it then that moved through the door?

I got in slamming the door.

 

It was my mind that was working feverish.

It was my mind that kept me in anguish.

Mostly it is my mind that interrogates with a garnish.

Finally all  end up in a situation sans relish.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scared I stood behind the door.

Suddenly there erupted a roar.

Shivering I waited for more.

Hope there should be nothing in store.

 

Any move would cause a blow.

I took a few steps in tip toe.

My legs dragged me to a slow.

What would come next I do not know.

 

Moved ahead with a caution to the door.

Peeped through the hole in the door.

I saw something tiny crossing the door.

I pulled my eyes out of the hole in the door.

 

With confidence I opened the door.

I could see nothing out there along the door.

What was it then that moved through the door?

I got in slamming the door.

 

It was my mind that was working feverish.

It was my mind that kept me in anguish.

Mostly it was my mind that interrogated with a garnish.

Finally it ended up in a situation sans relish.

 

 

 

 

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Bill in a Song


Have you seen a man with a jabbering tongue?

Nay, you have not seen him so long,

Well,I would give a wordy glimpse of him in my song.

 

Call him what you will,

I prefer to name him Bill,

As it is easy to fill

 

Bill, talks incessantly in bits and pieces,

I prefer to term it broken releases,

As  in them expression ceases.

 

Bill speaks about God and philosophy

I prefer to dub it as a torturing apostrophe,

As they tend to initiate a brain  catastrophe.

 

Bill rallies about sports too,

I prefer to seal it as a bore too,

As it carries no activity too.

 

Bill  rakes slanders often,

I prefer to check it in tens,

As it spreads ignominy in ton.

 

Bill is  nosy about his kith and kin,

I prefer to draft him as an empty din.

As his prying could  be thrown into a trash bin. 

 

Lastly, Bill forgets about himself,

I prefer to attribute it to his bare upper shelf,

As he appears like a spineless  man to myself.