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thoughts

Thoughts On Flow.


The thoughts keep flowing on
as the waters in the river
at times stagnating
at tines flooding
at times drying up
at times flowing smoothly.
While the river ends up in the ocean
the thoughts find no end
but gets caught in corners
allowing a confinement
and a constraint.
The mind then goes
off the beat and misses the rhythm
inhaling polluted air
and exhaling a contamination
causing a suffocation
leading to a breathlessness
and a cremation by
burying the thoughts
and setting them to fire.

thoughts.

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curiosity Poem thoughts

The Car Moves Slowly


The car is moving slowly.
Is it old ? I ponder
It looked latest and brand new.
Yet it went slowly.

Thought that the driver is old.
Little shaky and partially blind
to drive in normal speed.
but found out the driver is not old.

Then the driver should be a learner.
Perhaps he is driving for the first time
so a bit nervous and frightened.
Not so he seems to be an expert.

Why did the car move slowly
Wanting to know the reason
went behind it as though in a procession..
Last found out why it went slowly?

You might curse me for my curiosity.
Well that has been my way of life
seeing things that others do not see
like the car moving slowly.

car.

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Actions concept Inspiration interest. Love Poem

My First love.


A passionate love it would sound
very much away from the usual ground.
Not similar to the much expected round
as it falls out of the familiar track in the bound.
Never does it imply a hound
as it passes on easily into the surround.
It does not makes the heart pound
nevertheless it relieves the heart from an astound.
It is a passion that abounds
with learning and wisdom profound.
.Reading is my love with a beautiful crown
that leads me to places newly found. reading

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busy Inspiration Poem

The Busy Ant.


An ant was going here an there.
It was going round everywhere.
It did not stop for a second anywhere.
It was busy, too busy.

It was joined by another two.
All went ahead in a queue.
Wherein? I did not have a clue.
They were busy, too busy.

The three went towards a hole.
They caught hold of a bread roll.
They tried to pull it in whole.
They were busy, too busy.

They tried and tried.
They pulled and pulled.
They got it in full and fled.
They were busy, too busy.

ants in a line

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Actions concept Experience fatigue Poem sweat

The Sun Has Fun


The sun is grinning
as much as it could.
It is chuckling
all by itself in private.
It is laughing
with an empty guffaw in public.
It looks as though
it is jeering and mocking
at all of us under its canopy
reeling in the sweltering heat.
sweating unholy.
scorching sun

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Experience feelings Interpretation learning Lesson Life Poem

Concluding Commitments


controversyCommitments open a controversy.
bringing in unexpected contradictions
They do enforce an indulgence
which might lead to dissatisfaction.
They do release an impatience
which leads to unsophisticated confrontation.
They do evolve into an unpleasant exchange
which head towards unwanted implications.
Commitments are to be completed
with undue care and tactful recommendations.

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Actions Enrichment Evolution Poem subscriptions Theory thoughts

A Rare Breed.


SAINT.Scathing remarks bring a broad smile.
Incorrigible words draw a kind look.
Lowly insults resume peace.
Humiliations restore tranquillity.
Let me tell you
The receiver is no other than a human!

Such people do live still.
Unperturbed they go about their duty
Paying no attention to gossip.
Undaunted they work towards a goal.
Let me tell you
they are more than a saint!

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Actions cause Experience fall Lesson Life observation Poem threat. turmoil

Nothing at All.


sea fightA fight is going on in the sea.
Over an issue as small as a bee.
The gun shots go out in a spree.
Making the less powerful to flee.
The winner sails across the sea.
Reaches his destination in a glee.
Before he could rejoice he turns to see.
Lo! there arises another turmoil brewing up in the sea.

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Actions Care concept Cross education Experience fall feelings grades Lesson Money Poem politics Progress thoughts

Grades Get Across


gradesGrades get across in learning
weighed by money and kind.
raising the rank high
facilitating a seat in courses
otherwise needing a skill
demanding a comprehension
working on a sensibility
to pursue the coveted programs.

Grades get across in business
cared by bribe and manipulation
promoting the transactions over and above
enabling an amazing growth
otherwise needing an acumen
requiring strong principles
practising on ethics
to get ahead of the potential deals.

Grades stumble and fall in politics
governed by deceit and greed
introducing a tall claim
enabling an unbelievable progress
otherwise needing a credibility
necessitating an integrity
inviting a trust
to acquire a ministerial berth.

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Actions Evolution Expenses Experience feelings Inspiration Memory Poem

Memory in a Box.


memory

memoryPreserving the memory in a box
that is not false,
which should hold a lot of thoughts
of good and bad equally poised,
interpreting in different sorts
as and when the need starts,
at a time condescending to the plots
more than a time dismantling the slots
to carry out deals of greedy ingots,
paving the way to a glamorous spot
creating a sensational wave absolutely hot,
presenting a grand scenario of a dedicated revolt
while achieving it after a generous bought
both in kind and cash all in a lot.
Well,memory remains intact in a box.