Poetry thoughts

Remarkable as They Are

The fathomless ocean flows silent

the huge mountains remain still

the elaborate sky is sullen

the  entire land appears quiet .


The small pond besides flows in ripples

the tiny hillocks never remain noiseless

the tiny stars  create  a sensational twinkle

the piece of land called cities indulge in a commotion.


Could we not see the distinctions as such?

the massiveness retains a sobriety

preserves a dignity  and an effusive stoicism

a realization of being great and grand as much .


Could we not feel the  awesomeness as such?

the passive watchfulness of one so high

compared to the  noise of the small timers

a meaningless jibber  jabber incoherent as such.


The sullenness of the great is prudence

their thoughts being sublime as all

those of which make noise  bear no wisdom

being one of an empty vessel in reference.fathomless_by_kittygrade-d5cgt2o


perception Poetry

The Sale Of Land.

It is a sale of land

that holds a brand

if one sells it is for gain

if another does it is  of a strain

the former cries with pride

while the latter sits beside

the seller has his own needs

be he rich to settle a loan  indeed

be he poor to square off a want

none has to daunt or flaunt

the practicality is so simple

let it not cause any ripple

the former has to mind his tongue

otherwise, he would be flung

thrown into the dust like a fly

be the destination of that guy

would bite the ground with shame

a penalty for his excuses lame

could visualize the scene in its reality

would happen not after long but land for saleimmediately.

grandeur great Poetry

All Seen In A Day

cultivated landRight into the field

which gave a lot of yields

known for its  fecundity

famed for its productivity

found I a prosperity

a sign of wealth in entity

the barns fully stacked

the sheds full of livestock

an abundance  everywhere

illustrates the care

as well as the fare

a scene of grandeur

a picture of great decor

unforgettable in a  way

all seen in a day.

astonishment Poem

The Land Of Beliefs And Customs

My country is awe inspiring

the vastness needs exploring

the diversity indicates a disbelief

the people show a distant relief.

Prosperity exudes all  realms

poverty reduces every term

yet they coexist in a trend

make the country  invariably bend.

The  gender discrimination is prominent

the men are very dominant  Walking-on-fire-med

though  the women play a  role significant

they remain almost insignificant.

The religions stick to rituals not loose

with temples seen in all  nooks

the marriages mostly are arranged

within a closeted community in a range.

My country  as I had seen all these years

is  inhabited by people with sharp ears

a slip of the tongue insinuates a flame

that rises up in leaps with every claim.

Yet my country is  adorable

its shortcomings are implausible

but the ancient land  invokes an astonishment

its cheer and stoicism  provoke an amazement


A Complex Criteria

There is a part of land
lies in the common pool
unattended and unkempt
the other three go in shape
tended and trimmed
yet the entire is in control
of a person for years long
who ate the fruits of the soil
the revenue from the building
all in whole not in fractions
now leaves one in such condition
allows not the rightful to enjoy
what a cruel mind he bears
yet professes to be divine and just
Will not God see to all these misdemeanour?
a thought crosses in full force
God knows all the deeds and task
know not why he waits to condemn
perhaps that be the way he treats
the rightful not permitted to enjoy
the illegal free to gobble
what set of justice this be?land unattended.
I know not and I still wonder
a complex criterion hard to accept.


A Land Lovely

It is a land
looks very grand.
holds a happy band
with people in brand.
a joyful lucky lot
who never fought
always live together
work hard rather
a friendly clan
act with a plan
prosperous they are
they not go far
stay around the place
survive with a grace.
a rare sight as of now
an exceptional group
a charming troupe
lovely land.


The Land and Mind.

The vacant land
and the empty mind
lie there dormant

The land appreciates in value
with years in the run
a fortune to the landlord.

The mind that is idle
thinks not of anything
rots and rusts eventually.

That be the difference
the land turns productive in a sense
the mind becomes useless all the way.

A life wasted all through
with nothing to wish land.empty mind
and none to cherish


The Law Of The Land.

If there be a law

there are too many flaws

that come and go in ease

as they go about in a tease.


The law of the land

looks complicated and grand

they include clauses and sections

that now have become fictions.


Law, they say is common to all

no distinctions between poor and rich  in all

there is a lot of discriminations

that is the cause of terminations.


What for is law? Query all

when there be no justice at all

while the wealthy go free

the poor get trapped in the spree.


Legality exists in the face

finding nothing else in its place

it continues in books and courts

causing an expense of remarkable note.


That be true of law in modern days

as there are no hitches  in the race

that go to hold justice with great respect

being endorsed by testimony in any aspect.





The Rugged Land

download (52)The land I see  over there
seems to be rugged and undulating
goes it by mounds and bounds
with a terrain not soft but very stern
as nothing could grow there
remains for long an untouched stretch.

As everything finds its way out
this land also  finds its path
with commercials seen all the more
this no good brand rose on demand
as developers flocked their way
there it  stands aloft  with pride.

Its value rises by day and night
that which lay useless all these days
attains  a status primary and elitist
before you could close and shut your eyes
all in a day crossing the millions in a sway
that be the  price of  latent virtuosity  in a way



Great Is His Verse.

Know a poet 

who lived in a land

not known to many

being a small hamlet

with no amenities

say that be modern

living in a big house

traditional and big

built amongst nature’s bounty

with trees and plants around

living all by himself

with a few sincere friends about

ate when he liked

slept when he wished

not governed by time

passing hs days

looking at the beautiful sky

and cherishing every moment of it

that got transcribed in his verse

sustaining the vigour and trance

that he experienced all through his life

Great be his likes

Great is hamlet his verse

pure and clear

like the sky

he sees all through.