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Poetry

Clad In Borrowed Robes


Have you heard of a mediator

who does his job for years

he is honorary in a sense

a beneficiary in another way

comes on and off

talks  to one and all

most times knows not

what he talks  about

sent as an emissary

by his closest ones

all involved are relatives

the one who forces

is the most indulgent

drawn to each other

not out of love

but of  an alliance

the mediator represents him

perhaps to an extent

another one also

know not for what cause

he is biased and unfair

with intentions  plain

with ties more prominent

he blabbers in a write intermittently

where one could see the voices of those

who make him do  for their welfare

he commits himself not for honour

but for material wealth not to him straight

would pass on to his offspring

the self-conceit is transparentdisguised

he is a disguised  villain.

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Actions Poem

Is He A Man?


not sureA man of no stature
Short and thin with distorted feature
twisted hands and treble voice
bass, medium, and high pitch all choice
at the same time in a discordant tone.
Talking or shouting know not what it is.
making funny movements like a croak
shaking his neck on and off and
gesticulating peculiarly with his hands.
as though drawing figures in the air.
No matter what he looks in person
as looks are not his treason
but got from his birth in a fashion
something linked to his genetic order
or else to the disorders or deformities that border.
That which contributes much
are his callous objectives as such
greed and self-conceit in straight
audacious talk and manners as traits
respecting none and cheating
depriving the rights of his sibling .
that prompted me to draw a realistic
analogue to his mannerism in a short pack up
by highlighting his appearance in the backdrop

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thoughts

An exasperated embellishment.


What a day it was?

I had a meeting with my solicitor.

He is associated with our family for two decades.

He explained to us  our family partition details.

He is the most interesting story teller.

This deal has been narrated to us by so many persons.

But today’s presentation is the best.

His elaborate introspection made me gurgle.

Mind you, it is far easy to transact with intellegint people.

I am not blessed with such  a family.

There is a saying ,I know not in which language,

fight with people of equal status.

Status can be interpreted as soberity.

Quick  action ,sharp  thinking,fine understanding,amicable mentality will show tentative results.

Holding on to selfish intentions,crooked ideas, envious motives,spoil the show.

The corrupt mind leashes out unholy strategies.

The professionals garnish the episode with spices .

My learned solicitor is no exception.The twists and turns he gave was delightful.

A skilled chef garnishes his delicacy with spices.

My lawyer’s tale was embellished with falsities and digressions.

The drama enacted is the same.

The actors are different.

They appear and vanish.

Today it is the lawyer.

Tomorrow ,I know not who?

Partition goes on for years,.

India and Pakistan were divided in a weeks time.

The united soviet socilaist republic got disintegrated in no time.

But this miniature division is rattling into a decade.