Bright day it is
little or no rain
lively it looks
beautiful in shine
a similarity in the mind
brilliant in perception
little or no illusions defined
being an exaltation
the environment plays a role
keeps the mind in good fold.
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Tag: sunshine.
It was a bright sunshine
the sun in a glorious shine
all in a moment came the rains
it poured a while in a feign
then came back the sun in bright
again the rains drizzled in a light
this became the order of the day
with the sun and rain in a way
perhaps they indicated a variance
that being one of dissidence
bright and dark alternated
warmth and pleasant moderated
could be taken as a premonition
life has the ups and downs in motion
a surge and a fall back is how you go
be in short the life’s mode.
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The Tropics
The sunshine ever so bright
always scorching right
keeps one warm and humid
renders one meek and timid
not anything to do with character
all through depends on the weather
perspiration and fatigue are a deviant
drive one far away from the event
paralyse they 
to the core
never allows one to reach the fore
that be the destiny of us
who live in tropics in a buzz
where the population teems
the sound of life is in screams
yet we survive between the droughts
Well! it could be our stoicism stout.
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A distinct And Different Bird.
I saw a bird different
all in light grey colour with a yellow beak
being not used to seeing birds of reference
having such distinct colour and sleek
wondered from where it came from.
Might be a migratory bird from a land
known for cold and snow in the realm
fearing the icy wind had flown grand
travelling thousands of miles across
flying over the seas and mountains
scared off the iceberg and thaws
has come to a place certain
where there be no frost and no cause
as to get killed in the cold
where it could survive in moderate climate
with lots of sunshine and water
feeling much better and comfortable in a state
after the passing away of the charter
possibly would return to her abode
refreshed and re equipped in strength
understandably this 
is surely the bird’s code.
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