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Isms -Realism


The isms take us far

Realism is a factual crisis.

going by the real  is not easy

getting by the facts is dizzy

sticking to truth is fishy

difficult it might sound

strange it might be found

risky it is also on ground.

 

 

Realism is a favoured by few

who most feel go without clue.

as most take the easiest tool

being not wanting to be a fool

they change with the times

sing the tunes in rhymes

making people believe  in fake

deserting truth  for its sake.

 

 

Ever easy  to utter lies

and go by lively buys

forsaking the real

going by the virtual

that appears then and there

never emboldened and bare

Well it is but rational and fair

adapting to the worldly  care.

 

 

Realism has become an anachronism

as all the  other ismsrealism

it is an outdated  portfolio

very much not in the folio

Each one has its compulsions hard

with that they carry on in the card

adjusting to their suitability and convenience

that being the most lively ambience.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Woe Filled Earth.


images (14)Drought and famine found  in certain places.

Floods and death seen  in other places

Any way there being tragedy in all places

Who is responsible for these phases?

You and I along with different faces

make this beautiful earth faceless.

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The Sky Is Blue


The sky is  blue

with  dark clouds few

appearing dazzlingly new

throwing a beautiful hue

with   the birds  flying in a queue

presenting images (13)a graceful designation true.

 

 

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Compete—–Haiku


Compete you may

not for laurels and prizecompete

only for fun

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Near Yet Away.


Sitting  in the middle of the crowd

listening  not with attention to people talking loud

has become my pastime from days long ago.

 

Being part of the crowd  is  involuntary

as having to attend functions is  compulsory

has been my way of life  from days long ago.

 

Talks keep me in wonder and  terror

as I follow them from yonder

that  holds no fundamentals  from days long ago.

 

Amazed at the irrelevance and biting reference

I remain scary  of the concluding inference

which  incites  the hearer from days long ago.

 

Being in the middle and at the same time away

Not being a part of it with thoughts nestling away

has been my procedure all through the days.

 

Sounding odd and different I go about

with people calling me proud

enduring their mock  I carry on undisturbed.marriages

 

 

 

 

 

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Publishing


Publishing makes one  nervous

Writing is a flow natural

being very much spontaneous

Getting it into print is  strain  literal

where there emanates pain  laborious.

Writing with ease when and where

with none to go about in tease there

an effort that is privately own

going by the thoughts grown

decorating them with  wordy toimages (12)nes.

Getting published is every writer’s wish

getting publishers is a  great risk.

with every publication turning away in a fizz

the writer loses his tempo in a brisk

thus many works get away  not recognised by a kiss.

 

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Rains After Some Time.


Rains did come  after a long time.

that being a month’s time

when the town is out of time

experiencing only hotness all time

with no water available every time

the land turned a desert of all time

people perspiring and fuming  most time

the down pour  comes late in time

bringing  in a happy time

when people  would rejoice for some  time

expecting copious rains in coming times

they need to replenish their stock  in no time.

Indeed rains should come for all at all times.images (11)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Died A Few Hours Ago -Elegy.


A girl I know just out of her teens

not a real beauty  but a smart kid

not very fair  but wheatish  in complexion

blessed with a pretty smile

Intelligence  being her forte

Pleasant being her charm

spread radiance all round

making her mother happy

bringing fame to her father

a duty bound in law

a loving wife to her husband

and a doting mother

on the whole  a damsel great

died a few hours ago

being not a natural death

but an accident gruesome

shattering her head

and plucking her little daughter

she breathed her last

as she being always in a hurry

got married early

gained motherhood early still

and left the world also early

with a hasten and movement fast

leaving her poor mother stunned and shaken

releasing a grief  and  a loss irreparable.

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Digging


Dig did he into his mind

could not get any new find.

Dig did he into his pocket

could not unlock the locket

Dig did he into his wallet leather

could not satisfy his wishes tender.

Dig did he into his cup board

could trace  nothing with the  code

Dig did he into the past

could not track the lost

Dig did he into the archives

could not retrieve

Dcustomize-dashboard-03ig did he into everything

including  his blog dashboard

finding nothing on board

he stood exhausted  and bored.

 

 

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Trafffic


Traffic  bids a congestion

when seen in a thoroughfare

where vehicles move inch by inch

causing a chaotic commotion

and a delay in motion .

 

Traffic  seen through differently

when they come in flow to a blog

where they assume importance

assuring a popularity great

and a readership valuable.

 

The same stream going through

with the inflow causing a stagnancy

at one part of the schedule physically

while the similar one creating a buoyancy

in another scheme  in a sense abstract.

 

Traffic  thus sensitises the world

calling for attention and disturbance

whatever it might proclaim

literally  a pull out from the normalcy

either in the increase or decrease.traffic-jamget-traffic-to-your-blog