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A Lady I know.


The lady of esteem
has a great a steam
She being dignified
and majestic in her looks
has a sharp screening eyes
and a lovely reasoning skill.
Speaks little with an understanding
Speaks truth without demanding
knowing well that truth is hard

Carrying herself elegantly
keeps t herself away from the crowd
Participating in occasions important
restraining from gathering unimportant
this being her way of life
right from the early years.

Hospitable she would be
in measured terms and outlook
not throwing extravagance
Spends she at reasonable levels
restraining from the irrational status.
This has been her schedule for long
right from her early years.

Family is prominent in her thought
Caring her husband and children
has been her stride always
She kept close to her sons in their formative age.
This has been her design for long
right from the early years,

Meantime she has lost many an opportunity
has forgotten many an interest
abandoned many a pursuit
But kept going with the family in its flow
fearing any distraction would halt the progress.
This has been her endearment for long
right from the early years

Losing herself in the milieu
she has gained a lot in the avenue
standing top of all the habitude
as a lady with a triumphant husband
and a mother with successful children
It is time for her to designate herself though late
and go about her life with her pursuits in the coming years.
lady

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Age Bubble Evolution Experience feelings interest. learning Lesson Life medieval

Medieval Times.


The move was gradual.

Things were at level.

It was time to revel.

 

There was a tumultuous arrival.

Much fanfare was seen in the appraisal.

It was a grand revival.

 

The introduction was  an approval.

The course was absolutely referral.

It was nothing but crucial.

 

The enactment was  graceful 

The theme was paradoxical.

It was subtly satirical.

 

The trend was medieval.

Imitating  the Chaucerian  parable.

It was exorbitantly rhetorical.

 

Everything was in measured ritual

Nothing rushed to a heady trouble..

It was a tempered bubble.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Forgery thoughts turmoil

Brands Of Four-


Birth of you keeps me wondering,

Family of you  makes me thinking,

Friends of you get me embittering,

Actions of you are detesting,

Oh ! tell me why  you are so infringing?

 

 

Your deeds force me to undertake a study,

Up I go with my frantic search ready,

 I got a background of your  family already,

No wonder you are so undisciplined and greedy,

Committing faults  mightily gaudy.

 

 

The eldest of you is a  school drop out,

Talks incoherently in a shrill base throat,

Clad in shabby, unkempt  attire throughout,

Thinks he is a perfectionist in a float,

Vitally he is  a treacherous cut throat.

 

 

The next in order is  the only educated ,

Speaks in measured terms not affected,

Dresses up in impressive clothing well-managed,

Behaves  with charm and grace absolutely dignified,

 Truly  he is  an elegance  finely styled.

 

The third of the family is an empty head,

Prattles in  broken disorganised  thread,

Wears  the most unsuited  dress code ahead,

Poses himself to be  well read,

Really  he is a snobbish dread.

 

 

A family so different I rarely find,

 Not looks but thoughts  also differ I extend,

Integrity  also has a graphical bend,

The siblings move on   to the end,

With their own  specific blend.

 

(The four  brothers  are products of imagination.The poem refers to none dead or alive)