Tag: Poem

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The Losers They Be

The state of consciousness is apparent

The mind that has to be at rest

the thought that has to be sober

the feelings that are to be withdrawn

the impressions that ought to be sane

the judgement that should be impartial

have all been not found in this world

where there is anarchy all-pervasive

with the authority ruling the land

with wealth dictating terms

and those who subjugate them to such ruse

find their way to glory and emerge triumphant

the minority who do not want to go by the tide

stand out from the crowd best known as losers

not availing any benefits that would lead to prosperity

but watch with eyes straight and rightful

that which is gained by means straight

be to them with all gratitude and cheer

the rest be no theirs which would never their claim.

Tags Poem, powerful, Wealthy

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There be Even More.

The day and night get along

The darkness and light get going.

The hot and cold are found once more.

The joy and sorrow lie together.

The land and water co-exist

There be an understanding and harmony all the more.

With the beauty on one side

There be ugliness on the other

as there be a front seen

there also be a back hidden

There be an understanding and harmony greatly so.

To a point of fact there be an opposition.

To a start of lie there be a proposition.

To each and every action in the world

there be an equal and opposite reaction.

There be an understanding and harmony forever

The water evaporates and goes up

condenses and falls down as rain.

The man shouts and tempers fly

cools down and stays calm.

that be the natural cause in a way.

There be an understanding and harmony mostly so.

The adjustments small and minimum

releases an accomplishment maximum.

The thoughts soft and stern in their own rights

lend a solace strong and comfortable ever so.

There be an understanding and harmony even more

Tags accomplishments, adjustments, contradictions, harmony, Life, Poem, struggle

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The Defeat And Triumph

The back ground being serene

the forefront being jubilant

there be a contradiction

there existed a vie a confrontation

between the external and the internal

the outwardly show gleaming and glittering

the inward struggle caressing and pressing

there always be a distinction between the front and back

a difference between the interior and exterior

that being apparent in the real and the fake

there goes the great shadow fight

that ends up with the truth overcoming the lies

after much of a defeat in the initial

but getting overwhelmed by triumph in the end

that be the essence of truth in the vigorous sense,

Tags confrontations., excess, external, internal., Poem

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The sultry and humidity that work together
the bubbles and fume that go up together
the light and shine that glow together
the night and darkness that exist together
there being a togetherness all the most
that bring a fraternity in the streak
and show a friendly ambience in the tweak
proposing an ambience of goodwill and harmony
there lying a cordiality and warmth of kinship
that which is the most crucial indulgence
wrapping up the peaceful coexistence of man and animal
closing up the neat survival of mammals and birds
choosing a lovely understanding between birds and reptiles
that becoming translucent in the environment around us.

Tags animals, Birds, bubble, dark., fumes, humid, Man, night, Poem, reptiles, sultry

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Fair And Foul

Fair and foul plays the wind.

fair being less of a kind

foul being more with a bind

there rises a wind with force.

The fair wind being lovely

blows across with a soft whistle

flowing through the face with grace

and through the land with smothering trace.

The foul the wind be all through

raging with a fierce slew

knocking down everything on the way

tormenting the land and sea all in a day.

Being so in life all the most

with the fairness being seen less

while the foulness overwhelms

there seems to be the bad overcoming the best.

Tags Bad, best, Fair, fierce, foul, Poem, soft, torments

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The Road Symbolic

The window being an opening

through which light peeps in

through which breeze gushes in

through which I see the world

wide and large, beautiful and wonderful.

The world out there is exasperating

with the mad traffic and thoroughfare

with a din and a hustle all the more

with vendors shouting with a force

and the kids playing merrily with all fun.

The window is an eye opener

as it reveals that which we do not know

exposing one of endurance that people have

while crossing the roads and lanes

that being a symbolical representation.

The tolerance and patience people show

while taking the road of life

traversing with care and attention

be found in the real road they cross

both being a synonymous indulgence.

Tags indulgence., Poem, Roads, symbolic, window. see

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There Be He And They

A man there be
talking of his greatness
that is how he be
presenting him of holiness.

Holy he be
reading scriptures always
that is how he be
posing himself godly in many ways.

Saint he appears
with religious marks on forehead
that is how he be
demoralising everyone in the tread.

Pious they be
mostly of godmen in their garb
that is how they be
disguising themselves with a throb.

This is how they be
having an external mask all through
that is how they be
pretending to be religious in true.

Tags he, Poem, pretenders, religious, scriptures, Thought

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Man Cries All Through

A man is crying foul

for what I know not?

crying so harsh and loud

why I know not?

crying out that everything has gone

how I know not?

Lo! the poor man is crying all through.

With his cry spreading through

he going and talking to all

that he has lost everything

that be his way through .

poor man ,he being let down

he being ejected by his kith

has now lost his mind.

He ,who shouted that he is the greatest

now is feeling lonely at the latest

a creation of his own mind

that previous one of being smart

the recent one of losing everything

there goes his pride before a fall

a man now no more tall.

Tags cry, lost, Man, Mind, Poem, weep

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Fair Be Everything.

Fair be everything

that be in the mind

then going you find

foul be all the more.

That be the experience

not only to me but o you

where you find yourself in a pool

full of vibes and viles.

Those are the expressions

that fair would be all

just would be all

that go into the sway.

They be expressions

nothing more in real

very much spelt

than practised.

Going by the world

by its deceits

fair is not the word

that be found in olden days.

Gone is the value of fair

as we see everything foul

so now out beats fair ‘

with that let us be happy.

Fair be everything

has been transformed

as fair not be in anything

let us be contented with that.

Tags Fair, Just, Poem

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The Red Robin

The little red robin
is calling me in
I am going to go in
see what is happening in
as there is lot of din
that keeps going on
for a long time on
the fellow red robins have gone
only a few be there on
yet the noise is going on
with a great follow on
rushing in to see what is going on
found a team of bird there on
circling round a new born.