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Away in Mind and Spirit.


I lose track of the incidents

what happens I do not know?

much takes place without my knowledge

 

I am in  the dark  most times

not aware of the recent developments

much takes place in my absence.

 

I am being left out  as often

not abreast of the details in full

kept away from the  progress.

 

I am away from the rest

both in mind and in the body

absolutely  distanced  from the show.

 

Could that be  a bane or a boon?

I really do not know as such

I am away in body and in spirit as much.

 

I make a repeat intentionally

as of being away all the more

am in peace all through .

 

 

 

 

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Poetry precipice

The Edge Of The World.


Long time since I thought of the world

as I am away from the world

far into the world of my words

I stand on a precipice high above

I have nothing to support

well, that could be my life in and out

lived so long with none on board.

A case of loneliness, it could be

not am I a solitary child  as to be

born with siblings five  a good number

been always out of their circle, I remember

how did it happen I am not aware

yet I grew up with no share

got a little of the high volumes

yet they always bubbled with fumes

knew not for what reason it was

deliberated long to know the cause

success was never by  my side

jealousy runs high like a gigantic tide

this is at my mother’s place

also similar to  the in-laws case

as it would be an easy surmise now

my spirits sink very low

I live amidst my families right

physically it is a straight hit

I am miles and miles away from them

I have many chances to see them

my mind carries me away very fast

now they are strangers to me in a  cast

this could be the edge of the world in a focus

I could see an opened door that shows a grand status.precipice

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The Display of Colours —Holi


The display of colours

orange, red and blue

come with a wish true

orange for the blossom

red remarkable for  a caution

the ocean reflects the blue

seen from the sky

so go the colours in a varied spectrum

the yellow, green and pink

the sun’s rays go for yellow

green a sign of prosperity

while the pink a sense

a  caricature of  love

as girls have an inclination

the soft mildness enhance

with that we go along

a speech for so long

cause not a slur

creates an enhancement

one of a tricky tone

well that is a way we win

a success found in colours

I go again with them

red, blue and yellow

come with me to sing

green, red and pink

a great going in a strength

that be it in all its chorus

that be with it in all its ambiguity.Holi

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It is Low


It is low
the motion is very slow
very well below. 1273159929_l-1382-1155329899

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Raging War.


Hate not anyone cries my soul

Lo! my mind always plays the foul

as it sends a silent growl

accompanied by a scorn and howl

finally the soul gets bowled

as the mind triumphs over  in   the toll

 

The controversy ranges so extensive

one that works out  very intensive

where the mind rules out a flexibility

the spirit calls for an adjustment  strategy

finally it is the mind that gains

as the spirit retreats in a deign.

 

The edge over the mind over the soul

being one of reason on the whole

where the soul being subjected to compassion

the mind overtakes in its action

finally it is the mind that holds the flag

as the soul is forced to get behind in a lag.download (12)

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Subdue Temper


A control of the temper is not much seen

Like the seasons tempers do change

The anger  grows up slowly in cases

bursting forth with a tantamount .

Others the fury spurts out the moment

it seeps in unobtrusively

releasing an unpleasantness

and much unwanted confusion

irking all  around in no mean terms.

If tempers are handled with moderation

there would be peace and goodwill

which  are the need of the hour.

This should be not only with men individually

but get across the communities and societies

enfolding the countries specifically

wherein there would be much   cordiality

and geniality generating a kindred spirit

and the world would rest in absolute happiness.temper

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The Spirit


The spirit is dying
The enthusiasm to cross is over
Having crossed the bridge in terms lower
with the fulfillment giving a feel relaxing
the age is extending an approach not so tensing
and the years of fighting for the cause just
has been rewarded all the more the best
seeking solace and peace hereinafter
has become the motive prime sooner or later
leading to a life of ease and comfort great
which is for all we strive mostly in state.fighting spirit

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The Strong Will


A strong-willed person
lacks a strong physique
With a frail body
and very less immunity
he contracts infection
every now and then
Getting over one
he catches another
which drain his resources
making him weak and tired
but with his determination
overcomes these discomforts
moving along with the world
participating in every event
emerging successful
proving that strength of mind
sustains the spirit than the body.frail

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Looking Daggers


Daggers are weapons sharp,

Eyes are organs incisive,

Daggers bring fear and night mare,

Stains of blood are smeared everywhere,

Eyes emit evil and conceit,

Remnants of hate are found everywhere.

 

The physical assault is horrendous,

As a stab slits open the physique,

Inflicting a damage deadly  to the body,

The mental attack is torturous,

As a  look tears apart the psychic,

Paralysing the mind to a desolation.

 

She looks daggers goes the simile,

Looks are more penetrating than a sting,

They kill the spirit of life  on the whole,

Decimating the liveliness from the soul,

It is definitely worse than a brutal murder,

As it impoverishes the  mind of its glory.

 

The piercing dagger and the evil looks,

Kill the life and spirit in a momentum,

 As stabbing  fiercely takes the life out,

Looking deceitfully throws the mind asunder,

There fore  life holds no value basically,

Lo!the spirit lies dead unceremoniously.