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A Gifted Liar.


liar-liar-300x300He does not build cock and bull stories
He designs break even super tales
It must be intriguing as it sounds hoary.
It is what he compresses in bales.

Telling lies is an art superior I say.
Every word being a lie is a culmination of art
He casts each lie as deftly as he could in a way.
The piece looks lovely from the start.

He says one thing this hour with grace.
He calls me saying that he is on the way to meet me.
Then he switches off his phone leaving nothing to trace.
Waiting in the station I find that he has made a fool of me.

He speaks lies in such a close-knit weaving.
To get into the nuances we need skill extraordinary.
Never he repents or feels hard for so much lying.
Well, such men do live with pride seems not ordinary.

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Spinning Yarn and Tales.


Had been in the trade of spinning yarn
manufacturing cotton yarn
from coarser counts to finer ones
for almost three decade
With the market not going steady
and with the outlook for conservative spinning
being not congenial for manufacturing yarn
shifted out to something viable
and with ample time in hand
started spinning tales
in a way they are also yarn
writing about that had happened and that
would happen in the future
with little frills and frescoes
falling into the rhyme schemes
certain times out of it
penning what I know
in a way I know
how people take to
I do not know
but I go on spinning
with a vow not to give up
at any time
whatever might be the outcome
that is all I know.images (42)

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A devil or an Evil


Listened to a proposal.

It was a fantastic disposal.

It had all  plus approvals.

It looked glamorously beautiful .

The proposer builds castles in air.

He is known for his empty care.

He practises nothing rare.

He is a preacher  unfair.

He plants stories false.

He does that with ease.

His mind is crowded with disease.

He is a proclaimed brat in tease.

One day he talks  of his wealth.

It is not in prime health.

The other day he rattles about his stealth.

It is his foremost breath.

He praises himself singling him as the only one.

He poses imperiously as a high done.

Calls one who is always in the run.

His pretexts draw contempt  from all but one.

He has a counterpart in his sibling.

Both go about with scheming.

Their thoughts are full of evil  crawling.

They are but leeches in the offing.

Men of such mind flourish lively.

Distracting the good from their  poise easily.

Spreading baseless  information endlessly.

Oh! tell me are they devils or wholesome evil?

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