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thoughts

Day In And Day Out

The day starts with a rain

as it pours without a feign

continuous and steadfast it rains

never could see it gain

the afternoon sees a weather humid

the temperature becomes tepid

perspiration is almost rapid

never could trace anything fluid

the evening the warmth decreases

the coolness sets with an increase

the balmy winds blow as a breeze

could never lead to a freeze

the night is significantly cold

could not move out bold

as the dark is dense in a fold

have to wait till the morning in hold

thus the day passes all in a way

day in day out this could be the way. weather_3375809b

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thoughts

Be This One Of Schools

A School in a residential area

set up in a tiny house

has no facility whatsoever

the children pass the hours

with no outlet whatever

a little open space in the back

serves as a place for eating and playing

restrooms are not in condition

the school is run for years together

earns a lot of revenue to the founders

the civic authorities pay no attention

that be the colossal situation

the residents find no peace in the afternoon

the Indian way of doing things ,be this one of schools. sreenivas

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thoughts

I See Silver Oil Lamps.

I see silver oil lamps

small and artistic

not fitted to a clamp

placed on a small pedestal

burning with a glow

not very bright as of being harsh

soft with a light yellow

steady and steadfast they burn for a while

the divine grace seems to descend

the lamps send out a flame in style

the mellowed gleam invigorates. VBJ-OW-DT-10

Tags mellow, Poetry

mind occasions Poem precision

The End Of “M” Series.

The “M” came with a bounce

on and off it spurted out

with the more and most

along with mild and mystery

beginning with the mind

followed by the loving mother

the “M” gave me a week long work

I did not spend much time on deliberating

as I for one write comes to my mind

put my thoughts in words

go through them on occasions

edit with not so much of a precision

an exercise I do with less pain

if at all, I do a careful check

would have to delete half

so I leave the words to find their fate

they enter the world as soon as they are born

go through the critical evaluation

a travel of great value and readership

hoping one day I would be acknowledged

the “covered various subjects with skill

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thoughts

The Tournament.

Going across the bridge

not in a hurry

saw a small ridge

something to worry

stopped awhile

deliberated for a moment

crossed without a trial

well, has won the tournament.

Tags Deliberation, Poetry

breach clue. Poem strange violation wonder

The Band Of Colours,

The colours I see on the top of my page

red, orange, yellow green and blue

make me wonder being strange

I see it for long without a clue.

Could it be for a breach?

nay, I have not violated

Could it be then a praise as such?

I have not done anything to be appreciated.

Well, then why is it there?

I stare at it for quite some time

not able to arrive on anything in a share

I gaze at it with cheer with a smile.

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boredom excitement Poem

I have Slowed Down

Slowing down a little

I find myself in a shuttle

know not when I would entirely stop

as of now I am able to hop

I sit back in a relax

like to involve in any track

a laid back life is what I wish

at times I enjoy such bliss

the curiosity in me still triggers

an involvement in figures

be it in numbers or words

want not to remain dormant inwards

my mind hunts now and then

happy when it acquires one

catches it with an engross

completes it with a class

sad when it could find none

well, life is a great fun

excitement and boredom mix and match

one would overwhelm the other in a scratch

Tags Poetry, slow down

perfection Poem sustenance

A Fulfillment

It is a fulfillment

a task completed

will not say with perfection

with a satisfaction.

It is a contentment

tranquil and quiet

could not call it an exuberance

but a reference.

Life moves on though

with success intangible

while success and failure turn immaterial

sustenance undergoes a trial.

The start and the end are ambiguous

the middle is constrained between both

evolves a strategical maturity

exposing a selective ingenuity.

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Poem reigns Sun

The Sun Controls The Climate.

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 14, 2015
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The sun shines with a scorch
the night needs no torch
the land is a botch
the man is loaded with scotch.

The sun shines with a bite
the night goes out of sight
the land turns tight
the man struggles in the light.

The sun shines in all glory
the night becomes scary
the land transforms into a flurry
the man scorns in a fury.

The sun sets the life in motion
the night settles meekly to a portion
the land disguises into a fusion
the man learns a lot from tuition.

The sun keeps the reign
the night receives rains
the land incurs a strain
the man suffers pain.

Tags Poetry, Sun

destiny evil Poem

I had seen many things in life
I had seen good things to an extent
bad things exceed in number and strength
I am being relative though
good things correspond to kindness on whole
the kinder you are the nobler you be
kindness is awesome without any dole
bad things take me beyond the norms
evil be the only word I could find to denote
decries and howls at you with a fierceness
supersedes you in no time without a note
you become a victim and a player in oneness
a vulnerability settles with a strangeness
the little good you have disappears
you become evil, think evil and talk evil
that be the destiny of badness
possessed they are of evil in darkness.