Tag Archives: Life

A Metaphor.

rose and lifeThe rose is beautiful

petals are soft  and wonderful

silky and shining  being an attraction

so  goes the general  description.


The rose is tender

protect it from any offender

held harsh crumbles and falls

could this be another call?


Life is beautiful

look at it with eyes wonderful

flaws turn into a glossy gleam

nothing  strikes the beam.


Life is tender

tempers and anger being the offenders

bridle the anger as much as you could

never try to speak rude .


Roses dance in the air

rose, red and blue in all

life blossoms in different hues

rose and red green and blue.


Not I sing a song of praise

nor I sit and watch it rise

rose and life seen together

professes a metaphorical refer.




The Journey Of Life —Allegory.

The morning rise

to a tranquility

could never be anymore

as the roads turn busy

before the sun could peep.


The afternoon siesta

to a sleep

could never be anymore

as the roads remain busy

spite of the scorching sun.



The evening walk

to tone up the physic

could never be anymore

as the roads are still busy

spite of the partial darkness.


The night slumber

to a fantastic sleep

could never be anymore

as the roads  continue to be busy

overwhelming the stillness around.


Not knowing what to do

and where to go

as it could never be anymore

the roads of life teem all through

letting out not a break in the journey


A Quiet Life As Such.

the-quiet-life-06-holiday-lookbook-1-06.jpgFriendless and foeless

he lives in a land  remote

knows none that much

a quiet life as such.


Not bothersome or worrisome

he lives in a land remote

all to himself as much

a quiet life as such.


Graceful and wonderful

he lives in a land remote

with poise as much

a quiet life as such.


Never inquisitive nor a detective

he lives in a land remote

with no curiosity as much

a quiet  life as such.


Trouble free and  carefree

he lives in a land remote

with no burden as much

a quiet life as such.







The Life Goes On.

The life goes on

without seeing the sun rise

as I am not an early riser.


The life moves on

without seeing the flowers blossom

as I am occupied otherwise.


The life flies on

without seeing the birds fly

as I am flying elsewhere.


The life runs on

without seeing the boys run

as I am running for my bread.


The life trots on and on

years pass with a speed unknown

as I age  with the years all known.


The life has to slow down

allowing me to experience all the above

it would be a bliss anyhow.life goes on


The Shoe Flower

The shoe flower or hibiscus
has shades of colours
red being the usual one
pink, yellow, white and others
abound in their beauty all the more
with the red growing almost everywhere
with a fecundity in all strength
the twos and fives and even tens
seen in every plant as of all
give a colourful variance to the eyes
as they blossom with a charm
bright and lovely they appear
the beauty being they last a day
the next day droop and fall
enunciate the transitoriness of life
the shoe flower does that with an emphasis
a quickened flowering and shortened life.

Never Our Life —— Sways

Clauses and rules

regulations and restrictions

go to make up life

fenced and circumscribed

circumvented and stopped

moves our life

comments and criticisms

appreciation and contempt

govern our life

wish and desire

money and expense

control our life

illness and grief

loss and panic

rule our life

fear and a scramble

apprehension and a withdrawal

design our life

we have no say whatsoever

be it a short or long life

we go with the world

pulled by the tide

never see our life

as we wanted it to be

never live our life

as we expected it to be.never our life