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The Fishing Fish

The fish known for its softness

glides through the river in a distance

glimmering beautiful with rays falling

The movements of the fish being keenly watched

displaying a perfect momentum endorsed

a speed gentle and graceful.

Looking at its float in the rustling waters

going about in a timely sequence in rhythmic quarters

releasing a pleasure all too extensive.

The sleepy eyes exhibit a gentle kindness

benign and appeasing they stray with a tenderness

spreading a placid sobriety.

Calm be they in their composure

Peaceful they slip into the wavy treasure

Heavenly it is to perceive them.

Tags calm, fish, genial, kind, Peace, Poem, sleepy

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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.

this is my answer

the case of satisfaction to the reply

lies on the way you take .

Peace be with you always!

Tags contentment, Corruption, happiness, Joy, mirth, Peace, Poem, Simple., terrorism

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Peace Be With Me.

I do not have any difficulties

that being very much seen in my faculties

with good eyesight all through

a voice not sweet but pleasing

brains very much above average

comprehension very sharp and keen

the body not too supple but flexible

with a heart able to bear any loss

the walk has slowed down a little

but could make good a mile even now

and a hand strong enough to carry

possessing a capacity to type at any speed

for any number of hours

that being my poition now

i do not have any reason to grumble or groan

except for a small mishap here and there

that too is acceptable at a ripe age

with the few grey hair popping out

and little hard to bite hard nuts

with the right knee aching if strained

other than that I have had a perfect life

with nothing to complain and egret.

Peace be with me always

as I at certain times try to make big of my errors .

Tags difficulties., faculties, harmony, Peace, Poem

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Years Ago And Years Down

Once a quiet suburb

now a teeming hub

when a few lived around in past

while thousands go about in present

when there was no shops all over

where now are giant malls and towers

when it was a walker’s paradise

while now it is an accident prone dias

where it was a zone eco-friendly

while now it is a place of polluted alley

when it was a healthy explore

now i becoming a dire deplore

when it was a receiver of lively downpour

now i a deceiver of rainy outpour.

where years ago there was peace

while years down there is only chaos.

Such is the play of age not only on human

but also on earth labelling it with bad omen..

Tags ages., eco friendly, Peace, Poem, recent

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Being in a distance
far from any interruptions
has been the stance
taken to avoid any eruption
that would lead to fall out in a sense
staying far away from the deception
as proximity would dislocate ambience
causing a distinct dissension
deviating away from credence
flocking into the disruptions
wanting to head through a riddance
got away from the population
settled in a remote tenancy
craving for peace and no more for instance

Tags ambience, dissent, Peace, Poem, sense., tenancy

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The Words Incite.

Words play a role
with an expectation
and an anticipation.
Words bring in unity
and a quarrel and in fight
with a slight deviant.
the approach is vital
and the talk is essential
to harmonize in sequel..
With words peace could be brought.
Treaties could be signed
in one direction.
With the same words
war could erupt.
Terrorism could spread
in the other direction.
The word play is great
with the pun and an alliteration
with a satire and slander
with metaphor and simile.
All get ahead in a row
to make the words incite.

Tags incite, Peace, Poem, War, words.

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Peace.

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 16, 2013
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Peace is being pieced
in a course of tease
which is made to freeze
and subjected to a seize
suffering out of crease
unable to give a fresh lease
still more deficit in paying huge fees
beyond the lock and keys
finally ends up in a fleece
doomed to take shelter under the trees
like an insignificant entity in the decrease..

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Amused Or Bemused

Getting amused over things
has been my way
They help me unwind
the emotional sway.
A light laugh and
a small grin
take me across
the stretch of delight
far away from the plight
of sadness and despair
which take place now
and then in everyone’s life.

Let me tell you
laugh with full heart
expressing pure joy
and exhilaration
demanding nothing
expensive and dear
but extending
tranquillity and
peace in modest
means with endearment
and solicitations.

Tags amused, grin, laugh, Peace, Poem, Sad, tranquillity

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Punctuations Of Life.

The days past bring memories nostalgic.
Turning back is always symbolic.
The days of walk and run present a scenery
of speed and briskness resembling a reverie.
The years of learning and gaining knowledge
depict a planned lifestyle easy to acknowledge.
The period of raising a family and earning
puts forth a system that requires a lot of sharing.
The last days of retirement and solitude
proposes peace and tranquillity that melts down as attitude.

Tags attitude., days, earning, family, learning, Past., Peace, Poem, run, sharing., tranquillity, walk

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Down The Memory Lane.

Cycling through the memory lane.
Pedalling soft in a reverie plain.
Half pedalling while reliving the past.
Fast pedalling when going through the present cast.
Racing through the happenings as though in a telecast.
The picture of life so far is etched out in the frame main.

Cycling through the memory lane.
Envisaged bumps and roll downs in a path not plain.
jubilation was found in the realms of past.
Tribulations were also part of the cast.
The performance was rushed through in a telecast.
The still remembered experiences hang in the gallery main.

Cycling through the memory lane.
Perceiving thorns and bushes in a terrain not entirely plain.
Happiness realised in the years looks similar to the past.
Melancholy also gets in as an entity in the cast.
The outcome presents a lively telecast.
The fresh incidents depict a fine portrayal in the gateway main.

Cycling comes to a stop as the end nears.
The mind rests in peace without fear.
The activities cease as everything draws to a close.
The wide canvas slowly folds and falls down as a dried rose.
There exists an extensive and exhaustive relaxation foreboding a cheer.