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day night Poetry

Dark As it Holds—-8


day and night

Strange it would be

dark does caress and lift

a dark phase in life

could be a bad one

a dark man out there

need not be bad

the night  is dark

hosts  slumber in all

sleep is a  big deal

great in general feel

could be told of light

the light bothers and strains

the fair man amongst us

will not be just and fair

the day is bright

beholds crimes many

work all day is fine

a little rest gives a shine

Well, that be the thoughts

light and dark alternate

making day and night

they definitely moderate

themes good and bad

they do not have inhibitions

they occupy the space

they are a fit challenge

one vying in a combat.

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Poetry

Dark As it Holds —7


They say dark is  clandestine

it is they claim one of disdain

Whatever be its indemnity

all in its  entity

assumes an apprehension

 seems as a hallucination

discard not the darkness as frivolous

it is but vast and enormous

the darkness persists steadfastly

dissipating the clamour is beyond  task

be it in the mind as abstract

be it in real as intact

dark holds a validity

could be that of any impunity

accept it with grace

it will pass off without a trace.

clandestine

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Poetry

Dark As it Holds –6


Grey is the sky

clouds moving shy

Where do they go?

seeing from low

gazing at it for long

stood there amazed

at the vastness  exhibited

Would they bring rain?

that would lead to gain

Would they? would they?

the mind probes  in dismay

as it hovers over the parched land

which once upon a time was grand

grains  and millets filled the  barn

now  all seem to have gone

with the field gone dry

no produce to buy

a sign of famine perhaps

a fluctuation in seasons

could attribute no reasons.

barn

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hope Poetry

Dark As It Holds–5


Wwhen-tomorrow-comes-movie-titlehat ‘s next

keeps us going

a better tomorrow

we envisage

do we see?

Nope, we still  hold

to see  many tomorrows

this  hope sustains

the will pulls us  on

the man lives through.

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Poetry song

A Bouquet Song


Roses hold an enticing sight

no matter where they  lie

be it on the plants around

be it  strewn on the ground

they captivate  the eyes

no matter what be their size

the smallest winks at you

while the biggest greets you

the blush seen in the red one

overwhelms us with a fun

the rosy rose smiles coyly

stretches our imagination extensively

there is  abundant peace in the yellow rose

it is  a transcendental  feel in pose

that be of all the roses in a song

could also be a bouquet in form.

Bouquet

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axis Poetry rotates

Dark As it Holds —- 4


What then holds value?

cosmos turns a zero

man is null and void

Hands of God rule with authority

man rotates on his own axis in concentric

all with a selfish desire

goes in a circular mode entire

the start reaches the end

the end comes back to the start

around and around he  revolves

thinking of himself alone

that be the darkness in stroll

as we go through the scroll.

cosmos

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mystic Poetry

Dark As it Holds -3


If sleep be the case

would descend in phase

with or without light

slumber folds one slight

when at work or at ease

it might sound a tease

sleep is also a mystic

when at travel or at static

sleep does connote

a long one in the note

where eternity is a float

while darkness enters

without any falter

ensuring a conclusion

endorsing a no return

a defesleepnce of darkness

seems a cry in a wilderness.

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dark Poetry

Dark As It Holds –2


Never can we say

dark is a glow.

Never can we prove

dark is  a flow.

Never can we assure

dark is  cheer.

Be it here or anywhere

dark permeates with a horror

persuades a terror

preserves a fervour

that be one of a shiver

and also be one of a quiver

darkness

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Poetry

Fighting With A shadow.


Fighting with a shadow

a practise much in the go

a confrontation in the show

when there is absolutely no foe

seems to confer a strike in blow

which falls on the opponent rather  slow

if there at all be  one ever so

the illusion  sits firmly not with a know

as most engage in such feats in a row

apparently the execution is but a hoax.

shadow.

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dark Poetry Wisdom

Dark As It Holds


Dark is a feature  not to fear
a colour  not so dear
dark when seen near
throws one out of gear
that be the review of dark
when the dogs bark
could not hear the lark
mind you it also rocks
as the night life rambles
many indulge in gambles
it might be a preamble
it might also look a stumble
Well, for every coin they say
there are two sides in a way
dark holds a bewilder
it also creates a  divider
from the known to the unknown
as against wisdom and ignorancedark