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Where? Wear ! and Ware!!


I am nowhere

I find myself not anywhere

I could be seen not everywhere

I am distanced from the where’s.

I do not fit into any wear

I have my own distinctive wear

I could be rarely found in any other wear

I am almost in a state of  tear and wear.

I use all the different kinds of wares

silverware and other metalwares

prefer to utilise the natural wares

as they contribute to the welfare.

The artificial are found anywhere

plastics and polyurethane wares

polyester and polyurethane in wears

Oh! the wares wear me  out everywhere.

These be the reason I am nowhere

Cotton  is my favourite wear

Pots are  lovely earthenwares

With them,plastic box I wish to be everywhere

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Destination Nostaligic


Wading through the rubbish  plastic.

Skipping over the garbage drastic.

Sneezing  frequently over the smell caustic.

Negotiating round the corner as a rustic.

Reached the destination  in a manner stoic.

 

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A Heap out There.


A fastidious bowl over,

An incongruous  show along,

A grotesque feel all over,

As I saw a heap lying along.

 

It was not a pile of waste ,

Nor a wholesome trash,

It was not  a  dusty paste,

Nor a gruesome  crash.

 

It was a  plastic heap,

Lying unmoved for years,

Bags ,bottles buried deep,

Moving earth to tears.

 

It is there steadfast,

Emanating a stench so foul,

People go ahead fast,

Twitching their noses with a growl.

 

It causes affliction,

As it lives persistent,

It incites a perpetuation,

As its extinction  is resistant.

 

It gulps the earth,

In a swift gobble,

It harms the earth ,

To a shaky wobble.

 

Insecurity finds place,

Fertility of the soil is at stake,

Health is in a disastrous phase,

Man encounters a real crisis not fake.

 

 

 

 

 

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Save the Land


Pots and  earthen tableware,

Lovely and less of fare,

Eco friendly and  a fine spare,

Least to be found anywhere.

 

The clay burnt to certain temperature,

Turns out porous and opaque in structure,

Serves the rich and poor in every nature,

Most so simple and decorative in all feature.

 

Food cooked in earthen ware is extremely  tasty

Adding an aroma of earth only too savoury,

Ensuing a healthy strain all too easily,

Supplementing an enrichment singularly.

 

It should be back to the basics,

Falling back to the old style tactics,

Might sound a drift very drastic,

Nevertheless it  should become dogmatic.

 

 

Plastics, polyurethane  look so attractive,

They have an unbreakable identity,

Easy to handle is the prerogative,

They give out lot of reaction destructive.

 


Touch not  the plastic ware with your  hand,

They are symptomatic of hazards grand,

Levying man heavily affecting his gland,

Lying inordinately on land spoiling its band,

 


 

 

(Save the Environment)