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A Productive Link


linkRivers are source of strength.
Some go dry almost in tenth.
Some flood most in length.
Others remain even at all fronts.

Rivers dry due to failure of rains.
Their runway turns parched creating a strain
Moss and mushroom grow extensively indicating a drain.
They turn into eyesores signifying a bane.

Rivers are in spate due to rainfall copious.
They cross the path in a speed dangerous.
They overflow with a velocity hideous.
The deluge causes disaster all through.

Linking of rivers has long been in the anvil.
This move would save all from evil.
It is a concept which remains idle.
Certainly this link would evade all blink.

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Drought


Drought prevails all over.

Rivers are brown in a stop over.

Grass has turned yellow in a make over.

Cattle  look pale white in a drop over.

Men  appear faintly dark in a hang over.

drought extinguishes all spirit in a fall over.

 

 

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It Is Transitory


Leaves bloom in a lovely green hue,

Thick and dense in a clasping cue,

Spreading a canopy of shade ,

Providing a glittering like jade,

Only to fall in days few.

 

 

The rain fed rivers flow gently,

Through the pebbles and moss gracefully,

Carrying with them  alluvial soil  across

Enriching the fields as they cross,

Only to get into the ocean mildly.

 

 

Man lives with pomp and merry,

Arrogant and towering over all in glory,

Dictating terms to everyone with  serpentine authority,

Destroying one and all with diabolical  impetuosity

Only to get interred in dust shortly

It is as explicit as ever,

That which is born cannot live forever,

That which takes place will   fade

Be it beautiful or ugly,good or bad,

All would drop down in  a wither.

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Life Is A Tale


Life is a tale of significance to  people like me,

Life is a tale told by an idiot to Shakespeare,

Life  has   both .

It has meaning,

It has idiocy,

Sense overtakes the senseless,

Brutes overpower the refined.

None the less hard to predict,

None the less easy to access,

Life flows like a river,

Gets stagnated at one level,

Over laps the marsh in speed,

Crosses the obstacle in gentle movement,

Struggles to attain the target,

Negotiates through the loopholes,

Finally reaches the goal.

What do you feel about life?

 Do you agree with me?

Or do you  go by the word of the bard?

 

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A River’s view


Oceans are mighty dark and deep,

With a lovely blue  fantastic seep,

Roaring incessantly in a beep,

Circling the land in a sweep,

Hosting a lovely charm to the peep.

 

 

River is a small sister to the sea,

With a clear crystal like water free,

Flowing mildly in a humble be,

Irrigating the land without a fee

Posing a gentle grace to the see.

 

 

The sea has extensive water salty,

The river has limited water tasty,

Whales and sea gulfs live loftily

Fish and tadpoles breathe  lively

A  life  of  small and big  around daily.

 

 

Rivers rise from the mount,

As small springs in the  fount,

Gain power and speed  in a count

Adding  strength as they dismount,

Presenting a cherished beauty  to the account.

 

 

The river travels through  rocks and lands,

Enriching itself with varieties of herbal strands,

Passing through  cultivated fields and barren sands,

Invigorating the soil to a rich  fertilised brand,

Making the toiling farmers  a happy band.