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The Pathos


The pathos that generate

hearing a narration

being one of sad or being glad

a gush of emotions there be

rising up in a spurt

unable to suppress

the sympathy overwhelms

blinding the reason

not wanting to analyse

be it true or false

the power being so vivacious

that pursues an extension

where aid comes upfront

and the physical rendition accompanies

as being genuine in the appeal

there be no second thoughts one feels

when turning to be a drama

the anger and feel of cheat rises

promoting a disaster horrible.

With that the pity turns into a vengeance

the sympathy has led to a deprivation

and the compassion culminating into a desolation.

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Know Not Him.


He is known for irrelevance,

as he  talks full nonsense.

He destroys valid reference,

as he  records his own inference.

He manipulates on preference.

as he  commands no reverence.

He speaks not with evidence.

as he relates to abnormal incidence.

He is a man with no sense.

He absorbs no substance,

but  releases vengeance.

Keep him in abeyance.

As he is  a certain nuisance. 

 

 

 

 

 

Nature Warns.


In the early evening I felt a shudder.

The chair rocked a while.

The table shook a second.

The building jolted  a minute.   

The head wobbled dizzy.

There was panic all over.

 

It was only the  day before.

It was a hot afternoon.

There was not even a breeze.

The tremor caught us unaware.

We were left gaping at the disaster.

 

The disaster was not heavy.

There were no casualty in the run.

There was no monetary loss in the trend. 

The people got evacuated for reasons known

The coastal area felt devastated expressing a frown.

 

The devastation was not physical to the core.

The scare was thoroughly profound all the more.

The apprehension was killing at the most.

The recollections were fearful foretelling a Tsunami

There was a deadly silence reminiscent of a melancholic sadness.

The desolation carried a reference of  lethal premonition.

 

The desolation started to overwhelm in magnitude.

The will to live was driving everyone in platitude.

Nature has its own way of signalling its motion.

It warns the people of their shortfalls.

Wittingly,we cause damage to her in our own way.

Destroying the environment morbidly.

 

Morbidly we throng the habitations in multitudes

Recklessly we contaminate the earth  committing destitute.

Avariciously we work on her for our benefit with self-conceit

Unmindful of her great discomfort and  terrible plight 

Patience has been her virtue for long.

Destruction has been our goal for too long.

 

Playing with Nature is dangerous,mind you

Kidding her virtuosity is harmful,beware.

Humiliating her is perilous,be warned.

She would suddenly break with a vengeance.

Throwing out and tearing  everything in a violence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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.

 

 

 

A Smile Is A Smile.


A smile is a smile to me,

it is an expression of happiness,

It looks so to me,

See beyond it,say many

There would be a tinge of joy,

There would be a trace of melancholy,

it would bear an outline of anger,

it would conceal a violent temper,

it would camouflage ignorance,

it would also hide a vengeance,

If that is so, I feel,

the smile is no longer a smile.

 

Beyond Reason


There are many   facets  that confuse ,

There are many concepts that puzzle,

There are many directions that mislead,

There are many categories that kill,

Why so they do queries the mind?

Is it an evil mind that is at work?

Is it a diabolical device that wrecks?

Is it a greed that overwhelms?

Is it a jealousy that breaks?

Is it a vengeance that slaps?

Is it an   inability that overtakes?

Is it a defeat that cramps?

Is it an animosity that cripples?

Reasons are so many,

They have myriad faces,

The destruction implicated sucks,

The depression experienced is gruesome,

Yet those who establish such crafts,

Live happily in good cheer and joy.

Is it not beyond reason?