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The Discriminations Of Quarter.


Quarter has lots of shelter

It shows in fours as an alter.

Quarterly results have volumes to infer.

The quarters are lovely decipher.

 

The quarter of the world is land.

The rest is water in eternal grand.

One quarter of the world has light in hand.

The next  quarter has night in brand.

 

The first quarter of the year takes rapid stride.

Mild set back settles in the next quarter’s ride.

Followed by fatigue in the third quarter’s side.

Finally the last quarter seeks a hide.

 

Quarter professes a sluggish demeanour.

It  induces a slight intoxication in the behaviour.

This specific fraction is bereft of grandeur.

As it has no gusto in the life’s reservoir.

 

 

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The Distinctions Of Full


Full has a lovely gloss.

 So it is always a full toss.

Full leads across.

As it shows up in gross.

 

The flowers enchant  in full bloom.

They  instantly dispel gloom.

They look beautiful in a zoom.

Activating a fertile  boom.

 

The nightingale sings in full-throated ease.

Releasing melody from the cluster of trees.

The voice glides through as if it is a breeze.

Capturing everyone with a solemn appease.

 

The full moon shines bright over the night.

Illuminating the darkness with a white light.

The full moon in the black sky  is a glorious sight.

Enticing all with a charm bright.

 

Full size of anything is  amazing.

The fullness is  at times alarming.

Letting a feeling that is terrifying.

Endearing a crazy note  that is  mystifying.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Dimensions Of Half.


The conspiracy  hatched  is half way through.

The dealing is a  half-hearted attempt in view.

The discussion seems to be  half over without a clue.

The outcome is dead, half dead , true.

 

He enters the scene  with half a mind

He seems to be half awake not totally blind.

He looks half mad without a slightest bind.

He is partially  half dumbfounded  delivering nothing kind.

 

 

 

Half of anything looks good.

Half of anything appears  bad too.

Half of all things describes plenty.

Half of all things  depict a frugality  too

 

The price quoted is  only half the value.

  Proposing an arbitrary half pursue.

The fixation would bring half the revenue.

Recording  an unproductive reconciliation all through.

 

 

 

 

The lips curve half denoting a weary smile.

The eyes cast a half look expressing a guile.

The speech is half-baked exposing a frivolous pile.

The gait is half  strained illustrating a peevish style.

 

 The idea half usurps the feasibility most often.

The thought half pitches every now and then.

The outcome  half delineates an uneasiness in turn.

The plausibility of half directs an unsure  enthusiasm solemn.

 

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There Go The Expenses.


Expenses are too many.

They cause an agony.

They implicate an  irony.

They are as oppressive as tyranny.

 

Expenses  give worry.

They bring about  a hurry.

They instigate a fury.

Allowing a deep bury.

 

 

 

Expenses  speedily go  ahead.

As they  take away the bread.

They  demand a sizeable shred.

Cutting short the thread.

 

Expenses are never expected.

They come at the moment unwanted.

Casting a shadow most followed .

Finally succumbing to  a fall out.

 

Expenses get on the saddle.

They carry on with a paddle.

Pressurizing the entity with a rattle.

Releasing an incessant prattle.

 

Expenses are obtrusive.

They are mostly intrusive.

Often they are incisive.

Enforcing  a trend decisive.

 

Expenses are to be met.

As they are inordinately set.

They usher a fret.

Leading to  a bet.

 

Expenses are  always alarming.

They are more or less unnerving.

They elicit  a fear threatening.

Leaving a passionate  decrying.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Analogue Of The Moon.


It is a half crescent.

It looks nascent.

It tends to be stringent.

It has a status regent.

 

It grows with pleasure.

It wanes in  measure.

It succumbs to pressure.

In  a lethargic leisure.

Indeed it is a  covetous treasure.

 

Every fortnight it grows in size.

Every other fortnight it demurely lies.

Its expansion has a phenomenal rise.

Its contraction has defeated ties.

Irresistbly  it has a fascinating prize.

 

It shines in the night.

Emitting a cool light.

Expressing no flight.

Empowering a rational plight.

Indeed it delivers a lovely sight.

 

 

Does it not exhibit an analogue?

Does it not record a dialogue?

Does it not appear as a prologue?

Does it not sound like an epilogue? 

Curiously it is not  in thetreasure, leisure, ressure, pleasure, sight, catalogue.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Lost Days


Lost is   days of youth.

Lost is  days of mirth.

Lost is  days of joy.

Lost is  days of toy.

Lost is days of evolution.

Lost is  days of  the revolution.

Lost is days of enthusiasm.

Lost is days of experiences awesome.

Lost is  days of adaptability.

Lost is  days of flexibility.

Lost is  days of attraction.

Lost is  days of distractions.

Lost is days and years.

As we lose ourselves in tears.

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The Gender


Equality is the word most pronounced these days.

Men and women are equal in all ways.

This in reality is only a say.

 

Men still rule high though with a prolapse.

They set aside their ominous lapse.

They walk  with pride even in a collapse.

 

Women still toil in profound silence.

They brush aside every offence.

They are expected not to raise their voice in defence.

 

Men are not any better than the women.

In truth women  fare well than men.

The fact which provokes all men.

 

Women strive for excellence.

Perfection is their preference.

They interact  with lot of sense.

 

Women rule with an iron hand.

Their executions are always grand.

They add the charm to the band.

 

There is slipshod in their stance.

There are breaks and falls by chance.

That do not disqualify them from our glance.

 

Appreciation is what they require.

Scathing criticism they do not desire.

Their enthusiasm is a lovely fire.

 

Men and women are entwined in life.

They go ahead together in strife.

Living graciously as man and wife.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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More, More


The word “more” makes you ponder.

More of anything is sacramental rather.

Desiring  more is greed so ever.

Eating more is gluttony ever.

Drinking more is a vice forever.

Talking more is an insensible prattle moreover.

Working hard  is  an oppression in terms ever.

Fuming with anger  is a crime whatsoever.

Passively  patient is a negative virtue  forever.

“More” jacks up greed with fervour.

“More” packs up values in a savour.

“More ” has more inferences than the eyes could rover.

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Man, Woman And Children.


What you said is bad ! Says the man

Your ways are always bad adds the man.

You have entrapped the family  shouts the man.

It has been so all these years screams the man.

 

It is my fate to listen to such invalid talks thinks the woman

It is the reward I get for my sacrifice bemoans  the woman.

It is a thankless job admits the woman.

“I have to pull along against odds “sobs the woman

 

She has been hearing all these for years together.

She has  endured it for the sake of her children  altogether.

She breaks down hopelessly when she hears the same from one of them rather.

True! Women  are faceless slaves in a way I gather.

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Avaricious Claim


Totally it is a claim of all things

A claim comprising everything.

Stocks and shares take the wing.

Land and property give a ring.

Gold and silver oscillate in a swing.

The claimant poses to be a King.

He wants for himself everything.

He amasses all with greed in the touching.

The others are left with a desolate reaching.

He enjoys the wealth with a great  tweeting.

He leaves the rest in a dilemma wriggling.

This is found in corporate and in all dwellings.

Avarice gains predominance in all surroundings.

It dumps the world in a profound sinking.