I deem it as a Strife.

The rigour triggers

the discipline swaggers

the practice alters

the  exercise refers

thus goes the day

with a hard work

in rapt attention

not being  a day

goes through all days

be that my life

could I deem it as a strife?




The Strife

A woman in her mid forties
was getting back to her country.
had no experience in air travel
came to me for help in finding the gates
and fulfilling the other formalities
She took to me well and came with me
She taking me as a sister
came out with her story bitter.
full of pain and tough experience.
Listening to her I got moved and tense.
She had lost her husband early in life
and with literally no money in hand underwent a strife
in bringing up and educating her sons
They are in their high school now
She is repatriating to the country of her birth.
Having completed her formalities in a dearth
and spent a reasonable amount in the procedure
anticipating a quick acceptance in a short tenure
My heart went out to her all the more
wishing her all the best in the fore
I bade her farewell as we reached our destination.
The world abounds with people of needs
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Anger Poem thoughts

Spiteful Thou Art

To spite  has become his way of life.

To gibber  uncharitable words is his strife.

To  speak like an uncivilized is his feature.

To behave unpleasantly is his culture.

To stare with all evil is his light.

From the very day he was born right.

Actions Enlightenment Experience Inspiration Interpretation Story Theory thoughts True turmoil

A Lilt On Life.

Pretensions get the better of life.

Pretexts go along with the strife.

Well, that is generally life.


Apprehensions rob the best part of life.

Anxiety dissects the major part of strife.

Well, that is invariably life.


Distinctions crawl amidst the delicate  life.

Desire annihilates the  valiant strife.

Well, that is incidentally life.


Ingratitude plucks the lovely part of life.

Inertia destroys the strenuous  strife.

Well, that is inimitably life.


Jealousy eats up the major part of  life.

Jeering kills the sincere  strife.

Well, that is significantly life.


Vengeance  corrupts  the entire  life.

Vicious  condemns the velocity of  strife.

Well, that is inadvertently life.


Years roll up to complete the cycle of  life.

Yearnings move up to conclude the endless strife.

Well, that brings to the  fag-end  of life.