The tell-tale story I heard
was something unheard
a fictitious imagination
an irrelevant construction
which intends to take one far
but leaves one at the door ajar
stand we there in aghast
with our eyes firmly cast
not in a way down as thought
but high up in a sort
unbelievable we gape
incredible we exclaim
yet the tell- tale goes
in uninterrupted flows
we forget who we are
we grope in the dark
we loom there large
then spring up like a lark
run away in a barge
ahead from the glare
all the way from the stare
a right path to the realm of reality
greatly into the world of veracity.
imagination, gape, ajar, far,
Tag: reality
Living in a world of dreams
she talked of everything that seems
raving over things that would never take place
seeing things out of the mental eye in haze
refusing to get into the realistic in any likelihood
going into the world of utopia in every attitude
she passes her days without any discomfort absolute.
living like a princess facing no dispute.
Wandering physically is a threat to me,
Moving from home is disagreeable to me,
Putting things in a bag is a distraction to me,
Exiting from the vibrancy of the house is impractical to me.
Well, that may be the case for my physical activity,
I get ahead in great acceleration with my mind in totality,
It travels through all spheres in fine dexterity,
Crossing countries and continents in high velocity.
Alighting on the wings of fantasy my mind flies,
Goes as far as the fourteenth century events in tries,
Gleefully transcends in the realm in short strides.
Galloping as fast as it could as likely as the horse rides.
Lying in comfort, I visualise the Great Barrier reef in its glory,
Sitting in the patio, I dream of the Alps in its beauty,
Walking around, I hear the London Bridge revealing its story,
Attending to my duties, my inward eyes capture the Himalayas in stability.
It might sound odd to most of you as far from reality,
You might term me mildly lunatic distanced from sensibility,
I might look a little peculiar figure leading away from credibility,
Well, that is me a lonely being very much against rationality.
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An Impressive Galore.
Scams and scandals,
Rock the world
Feign and pretext,
Shock the world,
Greed and cheat,
Block the world.
Sly and treachery,
Mock the world,
Lust and lewdness,
Lock the world
Wicked and evil,
Flock the world,
Pride and prejudice,
Smock the world
Vanity and frailty,
Knock the world,
What an impressive galore!1
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Sing Song on Bickerings
Wherever you go,
To North ,
To South,
To East ,
To West,
Direct you to bickering.
Wherever you sail,
In the Ocean,
In the river,
In the stream.
Embarks on bickering.
Wherever you fly,
In Boeing,
In Jets,
In planes,
In helicopters,
Lands on bickering.
Living amidst tirades,
Breathing amongst stench
Moving around filth
Resting on defunct,
Implants bickering.
Bickering all through,
Bickering all the way,
Bickering all the time,
Bickering all the mode.
Bickering all the frame.
They deign inordinate,
They design irreverence,
They decipher incorrigible,
They develop irrationality
They discuss vandalism.
Eschew the petty,
Discard the squabble,
Eradicate bad temper,
Erase snobbish fuss,
It is a way to glory
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where are you my big brother?
U.S is in turmoil.
It is nearer to recession.
10 banks have collapsed.
Fannie and Freddie have been taken over by Fed.
Lehman Bros is filing bankruptcy.
Disaster announcements are frequent.
The top officials are bitten by the bug.
Bank of America acquires Merrill .
It is a slow march towards trouble.
Elections are round the corner.
The incumbent ,a democrat or republican,has to perform.
He has to work round the clock to make the nation ticking.
It is facile to head a prosperous state.
It is onerous to lead a quake prone country.
U.S is in a delicate devolution.
The popular attribute to U.S was “a land of plenty”.
A jocular remark was prevelant in the last four decades..It said,
Even a donkey, which entered U.S ,without any travel documents, refused to cross the soil.
Now the land of riches is in a sordid state.
The land of opportunities is now a place of distortions.
The financials are in the brink of liquidation.
The future of the nation is bleak.
Arrogance ,audacity and imperialism have given way to anguish, agony and peevishness.
The state has to mend its ways.
It has a laborious task ahead.
Quenching snobbishness, quelling war thirst and stabilising the quivering economy will take the nation to its one time glory.
I wish you well, my ailing brother.
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