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The Incredible Woe


It is a move

without a prove

it is a run

not for fun

it is a flee

never with glee

all too soon fall and  fail

yet proceed to seek bail

it is an exodus

very much in  the course

Syrians walk. sail altogether

braving  the tough weather

a pitiable sight to see them

looking very glum

what sins did they commit?

a suffering incredible indeed

our heart breaks into pieces

but lo! finds no peace.150901163142-munich1-large-169

The Dog And Me.


It being a run not for life

but out of fear great to me

that would appear insignificant to all

Wondering what would be

you sit quizzed  for a while

knotting your eyebrows tight

it might be  ridiculous to you

but to me terrible  and frightening

it is a chase that took my life out

a barking dog comes  behind  me

bow-wow, bow-wow  it shouts

I  run head over heels

seeking refuge in a house nearby

while the residents seeing me so

have a hearty laugh  at  my expense

telling that he is a most harmless one

just shoo him away dog (1) with a force

he would turn and get away

that works out easy for them

but  to me it is a task

that takes the life out

as dogs are my proven foes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Bull’s Run


Crossing a farm a few miles away

 caught sight of a big bull on the way

lazily grazing over the fields

a difficult cattle that does not yield

nor could be  controlled l by any measure

strict and cruel at times in a pressure

 keeps going with  lively ease 

 not bothered about the wicked tease

a stubborn animal as far as I know

very determined   from top to toe.

Held up by his own lethargy

 he suddenly came out with great energy

 started running up the road in speed

knowing not what be the need

men ran behind him with  haste

but their attempt proved a waste

 as his speed was uncontrollable.

his fancy and move was unreliable

 fearing a mishap  at any moment

the minds of men was in great torment

Suddenly at its own risk the bull stopped

 fell down

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on the road like a flop

The men advanced slowly with great care

and tactfully tied the animal to its pair 

 brought him home in a task fast

 putting an end to the ritual at last.

Let us have it a s a real bull in life 

 or a bull in the stock strife

 Whatever it might  be

 Wherever it might be

 the bull goes  up and down

 never settling  with a crown.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Little Humour


images (40)Shoving things into the shelves
putting unwanted ones in the attic
pushing the books back in the book shelves
doing all things in a speed frantic
as the guests would be arriving at any time
went to the kitchen to fetch a lime
squeezed it on the salad
then turned towards the living room
swept it with a big broom
dispelling the cob webs
rushed to browse the web
and checked the emails in a moment
dashed to the toilet to clean it
Having done went to the kitchen
warmed up the delicacies in the run
switched on the rice cooker
Heard the horn on the gate
Lo! having done everything
forgot to keep myself presentable.

Punctuations Of Life.


The days past bring memories nostalgic. sketch of life
Turning back is always symbolic.
The days of walk and run present a scenery
of speed and briskness resembling a reverie.
The years of learning and gaining knowledge
depict a planned lifestyle easy to acknowledge.
The period of raising a family and earning
puts forth a system that requires a lot of sharing.
The last days of retirement and solitude
proposes peace and tranquillity that melts down as attitude.

The Falsehood.


A hushed silence was established.

A compelled uneasiness was felt.

A sensitive embarrassment was experienced.

A dullness spread around.

 

How to bring about normalcy?

How to diffuse the gathered animosity?

How to lighten the tension?

Questions crowded the mind.

 

It was an echo of deceit.

It was anything but farce.

 

Words read false.

Promises become unkempt.

Actions expose vengeance.

Slander runs amuck.

 

It was betrayal in the run.

It was an unpleasant shun.

It was an unapproved fun.

So all went beyond the gun.

 

 

 

Lost Forever.


Running through the winding way,

Negotiating through the jerky turns all the way,

Neglecting the ups and downs in the fray,

I dashed head over heels in an exhaustive sway,

To find my treasure lost in the deep bay,

Did you get it ? you say,

I shake my head implying a “nay”,

What did you lose ? you  bray,

My mind, my mind ,I crave.