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Actions concept Experience Interpretation Message Prayer.

The Content Of Prayer.


Heard a chant round the corner.
It was a long prayer
seeking the blessings of the almighty
with a fervent piety.
Lot more than that came after in a sequence
with unbelievable reference.
It sought wealth with prosperity altogether.
unknowing that they come together.
It asked for enormous authority and power
so as to revel in splendour.
Not stopping at this level it went ahead
with a list instead.
That included other pleas private
which called for a concern considerate.
While leaving the corner thought of
Is that all prayer is made of?

prayer requests

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Actions Beauty Inspiration motivation

The Best Motivator.


Motivation is a hot topic nowadays.
Speakers talk about it all through the day.
Cast a glance around over the meadows
you find cows loitering behind their shadows
Grazing through the grass in a nonchalant mood
they propose a let go attitude all for the good.
Take another look on the lush green grass
where a flock of sparrows are exploring the trash.
They peck and pick big and small worms in scores.
Further down the lane getting into the urban
track the crows that fly around the dust bin
diligently collecting material out with a din.
You could see many more motivational illustrations
once you view nature with the right perception.

cowscrows

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Actions Beauty Duty Poem

Dance And After.


The peacock went up the hill in search of prey.
The peahen was preparing a broth in a pot of clay.
The peacock came dancing through the gateway.
Swinging this side and that side as if in a sway.

The peahen looked at the dance.
Excited it fell into a trance.
Waking up cast a glance.
Lo! the broth was burnt beyond chance.

peacock dance

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Actions Age Children Inspiration Lesson Poem

With The Little Ones


With children I am crazy.
I play with them brusquely..
I dance with them happily.
I jump with them wantonly.
I talk tojump them sweetly.
I sleep with them lovingly.
Forgetting my age and size
I become one with them honestly.

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Beauty Experience feelings ocean Poem

The Great Ocean.


The mighty ocean roaring sonorously
looks like a giant snoring vigorously.
The huge waves going high and low
appear like a hillock rising up and low.
The gentle ripples touching the shore
pose a picture of a mother’s loving shower.
The fierce tides dashing against the sand
bring to the mind the teacher’s strict reprimand.
White conches and colourful pebbles lying all over
provide a lustrous glow to the long stretch in a pass over.
The lovely moon and the twinkling stars shining
perch a canopy over the mighty ocean gurgling
loudly in a monotonous tone akin to bad singing. .

ocean

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Actions death Experience fear Poem

Death Over There.


Death is a pang say many.
It is but sad to experience.
All men are born to die one day.
It is but true to comprehend.
Death is a great leveller in a finality.
It is but exact to relate.
The mighty, the rich, the poor go the same way.
It is but hard to believe.
Death gives freedom with absolute majority..
It is but relevant to die.
death

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Actions concept Inspiration interest. Love Poem

My First love.


A passionate love it would sound
very much away from the usual ground.
Not similar to the much expected round
as it falls out of the familiar track in the bound.
Never does it imply a hound
as it passes on easily into the surround.
It does not makes the heart pound
nevertheless it relieves the heart from an astound.
It is a passion that abounds
with learning and wisdom profound.
.Reading is my love with a beautiful crown
that leads me to places newly found. reading

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busy Inspiration Poem

The Busy Ant.


An ant was going here an there.
It was going round everywhere.
It did not stop for a second anywhere.
It was busy, too busy.

It was joined by another two.
All went ahead in a queue.
Wherein? I did not have a clue.
They were busy, too busy.

The three went towards a hole.
They caught hold of a bread roll.
They tried to pull it in whole.
They were busy, too busy.

They tried and tried.
They pulled and pulled.
They got it in full and fled.
They were busy, too busy.

ants in a line

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Child Enlightenment Enrichment Evolution Experience feelings Love Poem

Mother’s Entry


The little one was crying.
Was it for milk or anything else ?
Kept me wondering.
His cry slowly become a sob.
Was it for milk or anything else?
made me worrying.
It gradually gave way to a whimper.
Was it for milk or anything else?
I started thinking.
The whimper became a whining
Was it for milk or anything else?
The apprehension kept me on tip toe
as the mother walked in softly in a tip toe.
The baby’s whine became a smile in no time

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Actions concept Experience fatigue Poem sweat

The Sun Has Fun


The sun is grinning
as much as it could.
It is chuckling
all by itself in private.
It is laughing
with an empty guffaw in public.
It looks as though
it is jeering and mocking
at all of us under its canopy
reeling in the sweltering heat.
sweating unholy.
scorching sun