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A Blow Up.


It was a blow up,

An actor  on the canvas,

Brimming with a heavy made up.

 

 

It was a blow up,

A politician  on the wall,

With a flashy roll up.

 

 

It was a blow up,

Of the episode on the streets,

With a cock and bull stories cooked up.

 

 

It was a blow up,

Of the skirmish in a family,

As  implanted tit bits  flow up.

 

 

It was a blow up,

Of the issues in economy,

As  concocted by the adversaries round-up.

 

 

It was a blow up,

Of the scams in the country,

As the fundamentals are raked up.

 

 

It was a blow up,

Of the  veracity of faith,

As non beliefs heap up.

 

 

Blow ups  visual and abstract,

Invigorate a pretext,

Estranging the real from the context.

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Bewildering And Bewitching


Noise  in  dark ,

Loud or soft .

Is  bewildering.

 

 

Beauty  in  light,

Young or old ,

 Is bewitching.

 

Madness in men,

Mild or strong,

Is bewildering.

 

 

Wisdom in  human,

Small or great,

Is bewitching.

 

 

Stealthy in  walk,

Slow or deliberate,

Is bewildering.

 

 

Grace in gait,

Tall or short 

Is bewitching.

 

 

Rude in words,

Harsh and crude,

Is bewildering.

 

 

Kind in action,

Pleasant and helpful,

Is bewitching.

 

Truth  and fair,

In speech and act,

Is bewilderingly bewitching.

 

 

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Hot And Cold


Massages hot and cold relieve pain,

Tempers hot and cold alleviate complain,

Temperatures hot and cold bring rain,

Financials hot and cold diminish gain.

 

 

 

Food hot and cold increases  hunger

Drink hot and cold affects the singer,

Reply hot and cold indicates anger,

Love hot and cold  destroys the amour.

 

 

It is hot and cold ,

That works bold,

It is hot and cold,

That forces  fold..

 


 

 


 

 

 

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I Fear Dogs


Dogs are faithful to all,

They are fearful to me,

I had three dogs in all,

 Which I got  as pups free .

 

 

 

Ampi  was  quiet and lovely

It was alert and happy

Never unruly but always friendly.

Yet I was afraid of   Ampi.

 

 

The second one lasted  a while ,

Got wayward and become bad,

With heavy heart banished it to an exile,

Yet  I  was scared of the lad.

 

 

Jeffrey  the last one of its kind,

To be reared at my house

Was a rogue and  rage blind,

  A terror to  all without grouse.

 

 

Barking and snarling at strangers,

Charging and going around them,

Guarding them as a ranger,

Biting  them  at their first move glum.

 

 

All through its long innings,

It lived untamed and untrained,

At the sight of my boys started  grinning,

Nudging and nestling close as well-trained.

 

 

I fear dogs both at home and away,

Know no reason for my apprehension.

I feel it is an inborn  ,inherent fray,

Handed over to me  by ancestral inhibition.

 

 

 

 

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Cool Your Heels


The agitation was strong and directed 

The temper was high and inflated,

Shouts and cries were exalted,

It was for a right cause .

 

The administration was helpless,

The police were clueless,

The people were faultless,

Fighting for a noble cause.

 

 

Patience is a virtue negative.

Cry the indignant mass in unanimity,

Justice is  for all is  only suggestive,

It requires a placid authenticity.

 

 

The tolerance level has coursed down,

Creating an upheaval  as a shoot  down

Cool  your heels is  an idiomatic  run down ,

Which leads us to a definite show down 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Am I A Visionary?


Cereals oat meal and cream wheat,

Supplement  the morning diet,

As the world over  now rejoices,

On pre-cooked  ready to eat food.

 

 

Gone are the days when ,

Baking and boiling,

Frying and steaming,

Took the energy away.

 

 

Break open a pack,

Put them into the bowl,

Pour hot or cold milk,

Eat and it is done.

 

 

Go about your work,

What to do for lunch?

Again tear open a sachet

Containing cooked meals .

 

 

Everything is over in  minutes,

No need of a kitchen,

Nor do we require,

Stove  and oven.

 

 

Expecting a same temper,

For other chores,

Like bath and wash,

All to be done in seconds.

 

 

If minutes and seconds work,

What is  the need?

For hours and days,

Months and years.

 

 

Longevity advances ,

To 70, 80 and 90,

What to do ?

So long and so forth.

 

 

Hours will become a day,

Day assumes the year,

Year opts for a decade,

Decade extends to a century.

 

 

 

Monotony sets in,

Old  turn stale,

Young feel bored,

No work takes the toll.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 



 

 

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Smoky Fumes


Smokes leave a disenchantment,

Wherever they are found,

Whenever they surround,

However much they abound.

 

 

 

White fumes from the  burning red,

Emanates  from a large fire,

Engulfing the atmosphere,

Polluting  the ecosphere.

 

 

Black fumes from the exhaust ,

Signifies a deadly  pollutant,

Carbon and soot are the resultant,

Afflicting the stratosphere  in  fluent. 

 

 

Hot fumes rise up the chimney,

While cold air sinks down,

Making the neighbours frown,

Also  they disturb Nature’s crown.

 

 

 

Light fumes from the cigar,

 Drawn into the mouth effortlessly

Puffing variant flavours wholesomely,

In every direction  effectively.

 

 

Mercy is twice blessed,

Blesses the one that gives,

And the one that takes,

Balancing the trades.

 

 

Smokes all  in general,

Cigars in particular,

Kill  one  who consumes,

And the one who inhales.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

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Stitch In Time Saves Nine.


Stitch across the torn piece of cloth,

Stitch over a tattered piece of heart,

To  save it from  deterioration   fast,

 It is hard to restore the originality lost.

Stitch on time to  arrest the fault,

Stitch secure to prevent more tear,

Before the irrevocable  lands   bare,

Setting in motion an expensive fare.

 Stitch crossly to enliven the charm,

With red roses and green leaves,

With yellow fruits on huge trees,

That dangle like  balls in the  cool breeze.

Stitch intricately  into the design,

With pink , blue and brown threads,

Giving a pleasant shade and blend,

Creating a sensational    trend.

Stitch in tact the broken heart,

With kindness and  compassion,

Aiding to unwind the  depression,

Carefully dealing with  the  oppression.

Stitch over a cloth prolongs its life,

Stitch over a heart proposes longevity fine,

Makes the  heat beat in rhythmic twine,

It is stitch in time saves nine.


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I Have Been to London


Pussy cat, Pussy cat,Where have you been?

Oh! Where did the Pussy cat go? .

To London to see the queen,

 Well,what does this show?

 

 

Everyone wants to see  London,

 As once  it ruled the world,

Now  its supremacy is undone,.

When its colonisation spree got curled.

 

 

Its history goes back to the millennium

Founded by the Romans as Londinium,

Traced  its roots to celtic  medium,

Research enforces a period beyond compendium.

 

 

  

Hailed as the largest global city,

Home to the headquarters of 100 of major financial companies,

Housing  Cambridge,Oxford and other great universities

Inhabited by all races who live in cohabited  ease.

 

 

Monarchy still commands respect,

Queen and Prince still exist,

Palaces and churches are attractive prospects,

Their grandeur is hard to resist.

 

 

William Shakespeare lies in Stratford-on-Avon,

A mortal whose fecundity  was his originality,

Who discerned  lively portrayals of the royal and common,

Decking  them with wordy jewels inciting an inebriety.

 

 

 William Wordsworth  called nature his guide,

While Scott  in his novels  unravelled history,

Tennyson’s lyrics exalted in romantic pride,

Russell was an authority in analytic philosophy.

 

 

Sun never sets in the British Empire ,nearly a century ago,

Trading with countries in the east ,slowly became ruling,

Spices  gradually turned to proprietary impregnated with ego.

Traders assumed the role of governors  at perfect timings.

 

 

London swells  in pride and wealth over the centuries,

Treasures from the  Indian sub continent enriched the bourses,

Regaling in its prosperity the city   became a reverie.

Pushing back all the other competent forces.

 

 

It is everyman’s wish to see  the city,

As it holds an  exclusive attraction,

Both historically and commercially appears pretty,

Proposing  an expensive and lively distraction .


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All Roads Lead to Rome.


All roads lead to Rome,

As it is a stately home,

Where culture blooms

While creativity zooms.

 

 

Civilization took its wings,

Christianity pitched its  rings

Architecture picked its strings.

Renaissance found its links.

 

 

Literature  abounds with Roman reference,

Epics and ballads sing  its praise with reverence,

Augustus and Julius  Ceasers   still command a  deference,

Michelangelo’s “Last Judgement “is a masterpiece  with a difference.

 

 

 

The portrait of Mona Lisa is beautifully enigmatic,,

The ambiguity in her smile is expressively subjective,

The monumentality of the composition exudes a subtlety,

The atmospheric illusionism refracts the  profound credibility.

 

 

Romans  are remarkable for   grand opulence,

Neoclassicism  induced an impressive influence,

Fountains, statues and columns incite an observance,

Villas and landscaped gardens  let out a lot of inference.

 

 

 

Music keeps flowing across the Tiber river,

Learning breathes through the lanes in fervour,

Drama and art reverberate  through the streets in ardour,

Sports ancient and modern keep  a systematic order.

 

In Rome be a Roman ,goes the saying,

Many of us nurture a craving,

To see the  antique city glowing,

In finery and artistic engravings.

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