The days past bring memories nostalgic. 
Turning back is always symbolic.
The days of walk and run present a scenery
of speed and briskness resembling a reverie.
The years of learning and gaining knowledge
depict a planned lifestyle easy to acknowledge.
The period of raising a family and earning
puts forth a system that requires a lot of sharing.
The last days of retirement and solitude
proposes peace and tranquillity that melts down as attitude.
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In Crossroads
The garbage lies in the yard in heaps.
Carry bags of polythene make up the heap.
Unmindful of the eyesore people go about
throwing more rubbish undestr
oyable on the heap.
There emanates a foul smell from the garbage.
Mosquitoes and insects breed in millions in the garbage
infecting the people around with ghastly illness.
by attacking them along with their entourage.
However much offensive they prove
the collection seems to grow without any reprove.
The people pay no attention to civic rules.
They like to live on amidst the stench in an approve.
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Love is Power
Love keeps you going
if nothing else is showing.
Love gives you a direction
if the rest tempt you to a deviation.
Love assigns you a proximity
while most deals express an enmity.
Love extends a relation
leading to a lively elation.
Love is a therapy sound
as it heals the hurt found.
Love unfolds itself in many ways
mostly through the motherly sway.
Love draws individuals together
by uniting themselves in a bondage altogether.
Love is eternal as it lasts always
overshadowing money,creed and class with an amaze
Eyes are beautiful.
The bigger they are
the more charming they look.
The wider they are
the more lovelier they appear.
The lengthier they are
the more attractive they seem.
The narrower they are.
the more finer they pose.
Eyes speak volumes.
The happier they are
the more blissful they look.
The sadder they look
the more tearful they appear.
The more anxious they are
the more resourceful they seem.
The more loving they are
the more graceful they pose.
Eyes are expressive.
Eyes reveal kindness in the go
by liberally sharing the largess with all.
They give out a sobriety in the run
by carefully intimating the danger to all.
They show a feeling of discrimination in the move
by sincerely pinpointing the good from the bad to all.
They light up when they see their loved one
by beckoning to him with a passionate invitation.
Up over there is a tiny star
twinkling in the darkness drear.
It radiates lovely cheer.
It seems to call from afar
while the message is heard near
indicating an apprehension queer.
It looks as though it talks to someone dear
who listens in rapt attention with open ear.
The little star tells him not to fear.
Saying so the star get backs to the rear.
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A Slice Of The Day
Late in the evening there was a mad rush.
The movement was so heavy it caused a crush.
The travellers were making a lot of fuss.
running helter skelter in distracted hush.
Clambered into the right train at last 
The train puffed and puffed as it moved out of the station
A pleasant breeze gushed through the window’s crosssection.
Sleep knocked down the eyes to a complete inert disposition.
The head nodded vigorously to the train’s speed like a doll in an exhibition.
An hour later the train reached the destination.
The commuters with their baggage got out of the station.
They made their way to their homes in utter exhaustion.
This was every day happening for them without any relaxation.
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It Was A sunday.
It was a quiet day.
Is it a Sunday?
None walked down the street all day.
No cars hooted during the course of the day.
Nothing to diffuse the serenity of the day
except the rustling of leaves in the alley,
humming a melodious tune to the breezy wave.
No other thing to distract the quietness
except the murmuring of the river with an eagerness
repeating the flow in a sequential liveliness,
None the less the day passed on untainted.
The day folded naturally without being garishly painted.
The serenity released a sombre feeling much awaited
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The Gleaming Waterfall
Driving through the dense woods
negotiating through the wild bends
getting across the thick bumps
crossing the bushy hurdles
pushing through the scary path
reached a lovely spot
where there was beautiful waterfall.
The water was gleaming silvery.
At places it fell like white flakes.
At others it poured with a force.
It was pure and glossy
carrying with it a medicated concoction
as it came from the forests
which abound with herbs.
Rushed towards the magnificence
treaded noiselessly to the middle
where the flow was mild and cool
stood below the gushing waters
that splashed all through
cleaning the body of its sweat
clearing the soul of its demeaning thoughts.
Commitments open a controversy.
bringing in unexpected contradictions
They do enforce an indulgence
which might lead to dissatisfaction.
They do release an impatience
which leads to unsophisticated confrontation.
They do evolve into an unpleasant exchange
which head towards unwanted implications.
Commitments are to be completed
with undue care and tactful recommendations.
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A Rare Breed.
Scathing remarks bring a broad smile.
Incorrigible words draw a kind look.
Lowly insults resume peace.
Humiliations restore tranquillity.
Let me tell you
The receiver is no other than a human!
Such people do live still.
Unperturbed they go about their duty
Paying no attention to gossip.
Undaunted they work towards a goal.
Let me tell you
they are more than a saint!
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