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It is Life Nothing More.


Shifting base is always a bug bear,

Well, that has become the regular fare,

A month here and months there keep it bare,

Nothing to rely ,but many things to care.

 

It was sheer envy seeing the movement before,

The same feeling lasts no more,

Moving places is a not fun all the more,

It turns out to be a terrific  toil  ever more.

 

Seeing places  is   extremely joyous,

Living in different places renders experience gregarious,

Going about all the  time becomes  tedious,

Releasing a morbid sensation accurately clueless.

 

Every life has a wear and tear,

Sitting firmly in a place is  a fortunate chair,

Roaming in quest of livelihood is a sordid share,

Anyhow to get  all  in life is truly rare.

 

 

 

 

 

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A Little Thought


Can we not think about others?

Can we not feel for others?

Can we not help others?

Can we not love others?

Can we not ,can we not?

The heart cries with a vibrance.

 

 

Is it not sad to see a flower wither?

Is it not painful to look at  a tree  rot?

Is it not desperate to view a parched earth?

Is it not wrenching to watch an animal suffer?

Is it not frustrating to  witness a man die?

Is it not , is it not?

The heart wails with despair.

 

 

Do everyone feel the same manner?

Do all experience the same way?

Do most pass  through  same  passage?

Do  the majority go through the cycle?

Do they ,do they?

The heart mourns in anguish

 

 

A little consideration takes you a long way,

A little  patience leads you to  happiness,

A little feeling brings in joy

A little  love endorses a loveliness,

A little , A little,

The mind cheers up the heart.

 

 

 

 

 

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The Dust


A sudden storm blew  violently,

As the dust swept forcefully,

Leaving an incredible haze ,

Smudging the eyes in a daze,

Creating a  typical dryness

Inducing a  painful soreness,

Casting an apprehensive   diaspora.

 

 

 

A sudden onslaught of thoughts,

Decimated the mind to naught,

Making it to slump into commotion

Rendering it  to a   dereliction,

Instigating a miserable  sequence,

Involving a deplorable grievance,

Inflicting a destitute digression.

 

 

 

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Thoughts Go Far And Wide.


Beauty is an eye-catching  attraction ,

 Appearances are  deceptive states the quote ,

Yet we go by fascination.

 

 

Gold is a  shining  attraction,

All things that glitter are not gold is the proverb,

Yet we  get  lured by its valuation.

 

 

Money undergoes a craziest  depreciation, 

When wealth is lost  nothing is lost is the adage.

Yet we chase this  decamping illusion.

 

 

Greenery is a splendid distraction,

Go  Green is  the most  powerful slogan of the era.

Yet we care a hoot for its  recuperation.

 

 

Discipline is a credited presentation,

Enhances the pride of the order to excellence,

Yet we  plunge ourselves in defamation.

 

 

Arrangement makes a charming application,

Display a neat course of design in  grandeur , 

Yet we  disregard this  representation.

 

 

Feuds and quarrels are contradictions,

No two minds think the same way is the common principle,

Yet we cry hoarse of the detraction.

 

 

Speed and haste are greatest  precipitations,

Establish  a confused  and chaotic display,

Yet we adopt these  disturbing qualifications.

 

Ranting and heaving are the worst  designations

Implicate  a muffling cynical  derangement,

Yet we practise such ruthless passions.

 

Such thoughts productive and unproductive realisations

Pushes us forward and backward  in an exhaustive endeavour.

Yet we travel far and wide in imagination.

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Through The Keyhole


It  was  a thorough  checking that took place,

It was a minute detailed  survey  conducted

 It  was a skilful surgery performed,

It was a lovely painting portrayed.


All the incongruities were laid bare, 

Every opinion was tabulated,

The  minute anomaly was removed,

Each small impression  became lively.


The scenario over a large canvas  is massive,

It attains a proportion   beyond all ratio,

The bewildering depiction stares and stares ,

Getting one into an uncomfortable throw.


The small presentation is a delicious magnificence,

Rendering an articulate  and fine attune,

The soft feathery touch lightens up the mind,

Accepting that small is beautiful.


Thoroughness overtakes vastness, I feel,

 Deep insight jumps over  broad outlook , I assume,

 Good turn  holds much more than  a philanthropic  deal,

A key hole is a window to the world than a wide door.





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Traumatic it is.


A predicament keeps on hustling me  for years together,

Certain times it is as oppressive as myocardial infraction rather,

Other times it is felt, but less bothersome altogether,

Will I be able to fulfill it in my active years my thoughts gather?


Am I obsessed with that particular responsibility for  long?

My wandering mind saunters  aimlessly  mostly along,

The path and the avenue I tread , I feel are wrong.

Let me tell you ,my heart  sings  a melancholic song.


Never had I been cowed down by such retributions,

Ordeals and hardships are part of my life attributions,

I pushed them out with  deft designs and  foolproof execution,

Let me tell  you, my heart sinks into a dissolution.


Hundreds of   plausible insights did cross in,

None of them coordinated with my standard to a thin,

I tried hard to go along with the tide adopting a daring spin,

Let me tell you, I was drowned midway  in the chaotic din.


My plight has to be camouflaged   with a  tidy brilliance,

The despair in me tries to express itself in my countenance,

I struggle hard to suppress the emotions to befitting  credence,

Let me tell you, my  pretensions  lend me a required balance.

With a beaming smile I go about my  way of life,

With a full heart  I carry on  with my strife,

With a hope  that I would  overcome this  grief, 

Let me tell you, how traumatic it is , costing your half-life.




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Battle Of Wits


Violence  and rebellion  disturb the world in great velocity,

Bloodshed and killing  diffuse the world  in atrocity,

Greed and treachery dissolve the world in falsity,

Natural disasters devour the world in alacrity ,

The frontiers of the world are hacked by  ferocity.


The  colossal vacuum   encodes  the style sheets of  behaviour,

The fallacy of physical threat  encircles the anterior,

The impudence of barbarian  attestations   blot the exterior,

The arrogance of power and  wealth debar the  inferior,

The muscle and money  clamber to be the superior.


Curiosity and intelligence  dwell in a far away land,

The ascendance  of   terrorism  has diminished the stand,

The  prominence of wisdom has lost its brand,

The eloquence of intellect possess no magic wand,

The  quotes  of the scholars are no longer grand.


Ancient  royal  courts held   presentation of poetry,

Critics  put forth  a researched criticism  literary

Kings honoured the poets  with  encomiums  flattery,

People revelled in  immense  celebration  happily,

Permeating the environ with distinctive creativity.







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Ambiguity Belies


Words are differently interpreted,

Actions are typically misunderstood,

Accents are peculiarly pronounced,

Feelings are definitely misconstrued,

Thoughts are freaky evolved,

Demeanour is frequently distorted,

Ideals are regularly devalued,

Hypothesis are necessarily mangled,

As the trend of ambiguity belies.

 

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The Philosophy Of Philanthropy—Part Two


Give out half your wealth to  charity

Call the billionaires,

Give out the money to the needy,

Cry the referrers.

Give out large heartedly ,

Announce the care takers

Give out  happily.

Appeal the servers,

Setting  the tone of philanthropy.

 

 


Money is one way to show  concern to the oppressed ,

As most think

Mind you  money is not the only way to discern the  hard pressed ,

As most feel

There are  many more ways to  look  at   depressed ,

That most   do not  realise,

Leading to a mix up of the  addressed ,

To a subsequent delineation.

 

 


Billionaires can  establish  foundations,

Like Buffett and Bill  Gates do,

Most others can  opt for a creation,

Like Mother Theresa and Ramakrishna did,

The haves by their  funds work out a sensation,

By displaying an abundance of money

The have-nots  with their love etch out a penetration.

By exhibiting an immeasurable   care.











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The Philosophy Of Philanthropy


Give what you  can,

By  keeping a little for you,

Help as much as you can,

Till it satisfies  you,

Extend  solace to all you can,

Until it tires you.

Billions are not the  only  conform,

Millions are not all that show,

That take up  a charity  form ,

Presenting  in a row,

A series of transform,

That call for a grow.

Give half of your wealth,

Say the billionaires,

Before your death,

To the needy affairs,

Which  sounds to be good health,

But echoes an extraordinaire.

Wealth is not behind,

The activity  of philanthropy,

Thought is the find,

Of  this noble philosophy,

Which remains a  bind,

In the material  world’s catastrophe.