Rivers flood falling into the sea.
The sea in turbulence sweeps to the land.
The land stagnates and gets drowned
hopelessly.
The water drags everything live and dead into the sea.
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Pink And Blue.
Girls like pink
boys love blue
Pink and blue
dominate every buy.
The dress is pink
school bag pink
pencil pink
and everything pink
cries my pink little girl.
Blue is not for me
it is for boys
and turns not on blue.
She touches not blue
anything blue is for her brother.
Seeing the waters blue
in the sea of blue
she exclaims and gasps
so much water for my brother.
Know not what to say
She soon gets over it
pointing to beds of flowers pink
it is all for me.
A quick reconciliation
and a quick smile
make blue and pink
very delightful colours.
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Experience over Research.
In all likelihood
there is going to be rain
said the weather forecast.
while my grand old man
in his eighties firmly refutes saying
that in all impossibility
there would be not a drop of rain.
Whom to believe?
I
stay sullen
My grand old man
has once again proved right
there was not a single drop of rain
anywhere nearby.
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Buying Water.
Buying water has become the way of life.
Imagine the plight of our life
Those of you who know not what it is
would undergo a shock after hearing this.
The water table having depleted below
going three hundred meters into the ground deep below.
Water has become a commodity like gold and diamond
going deep into the earth needing an excavation like diamond.
As it has become rare nowadays in this part of the world
the price tag it has on its head is beyond the capacity of the world.
Procuring water for daily usage has become a necessity
The administration has to take care of the necessity
It sits pretty comfortable in the capital
not bothering to sort it out but eating the capital.
Day in and day out the struggle goes on without any drop-outs.
People have to queue up to get a pot of water in the drop-outs.
The fertile fields and orchards suffer severally
as the crops and trees go dry and die severally.
Man’s indignity and conceit has paid me off liberally
making him stand without water most of the time also liberally.
Getting into the woods on a lively day,
brought unfelt experience of gay.
There was penetration of sun’s rays,
through the dense trees in a trace.
directing to a tiny bay.
There was a march of elephants in a fray,
calling each other in a bray.
The water fell down the hills in a sway,
flowing quick without delay.
The birds twittered in a joyful jay,
chirping with a spirited say.
There arose a desire to stay,
in the splendid woods all the day.
Quarter has lots of shelter
It shows in fours as an alter.
Quarterly results have volumes to infer.
The quarters are lovely decipher.
The quarter of the world is land.
The rest is water in eternal grand.
One quarter of the world has light in hand.
The next quarter has night in brand.
The first quarter of the year takes rapid stride.
Mild set back settles in the next quarter’s ride.
Followed by fatigue in the third quarter’s side.
Finally the last quarter seeks a hide.
Quarter professes a sluggish 
demeanour.
It induces a slight intoxication in the behaviour.
This specific fraction is bereft of grandeur.
As it has no gusto in the life’s reservoir.
There was a lovely pond,
Full of water and fish,
The ducks traversed in a bond,
Quacking all the way with a wish,
Water lilies and lotus bloomed beautifully,
The children played around merrily,
One fine day the pond was drained,
Sand was dumped to make it plain,
The pond took the shape of a big ground,
The land value was zealously found,
Buildings came up in scores,
Offices started operations in full force,
Thus the pond lost its serenity overnight,
It is an illustration of greed in sight,
It is money that looks highly grand
All other things are forgotten in this land.
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The Insidious Impact.
Waters do meet in the ocean,
Lands do track down in a traction,
Wind do blow in a friction,
Men do set themselves in a session,
Captioning it as a delightful Conviction.
Rivers have a natural flow,
Lands generally have lovely row,
Winds usually have a gentle blow,
Men hardly go about in a toe.
Deleting justice to an ultimate slow.
Waters flood once a while,
Lands slips during the rainy file
Winds storm in occasional trial,
Men exhibit guile all the while,
Seeking to challenge truth in a vile.
Nature takes on the cyclic course,
In no mean terms, though with force,
Men go for back stabs in a morose,
Oh! they are the actors with high resource.
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It is blue deep blue.
Water in a beautiful hue,
Waves rolling out without a clue,
Kissing the shore with an amorous cue.
Winding goes the long drive,
Bends come in a notation live,
The mighty ocean rises in a strive,
Breathing out an awe in a thrive.
Intermittent bays appear on the way,
Scintillating scenery hold us in a sway,
The huge trees stand in the fray,
Expressing a magnificence all the way.
The hills slopes up and down,
A little steep and brown.
The eucalyptus grows in a lanky throng,
Enhancing the charm to an ecstatic song.
Down goes the road at times,
Up climb
s the path at times,
Presenting an enticing scenario all times,
Lifting us to a lofty frenzy most times.
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Water In The Flow
Water surrounds the earth as sea and ocean,
Covering three-fourths of the portion,
Encircling the vast land notion,
With a chivalrous secure caution
The lashing rain cools the soil
Relieving the farmers of their toil
Streams overflow in a gorgeous coil,
Renewing the vigour in the lively boil.
The surplus water gushes into the lane,
Flooding the thoroughfare again,
It rushes into the gutters like an insane,
Flows into the sea causing much pain.
There is an erring withhold of usage,
The customary projects of ancient age,
Have been dumped into the garbage.
Creating a reckless disoriented seepage.
Much of the benefits of rain have been thrown out,
By undue indifference and irreverence throughout,
As we resort not to conservation of this resource all out,
But indulge in absolute deviation of programmes in tout.
The ponds and pools have become plots,
The rivers and streams are sandy slots,
The oceans and seas look as disdained clots,
Water in there assumes dirty blots.
The benign source is thwarted by all,
The little drops from the eyes fall,
An unknown sadness presses like a ball,
As the heart sobs and screams at the brutal call.
Understand!The power of water is enormous,
As its blessings are bounteous,
Also note!Its destruction is voluminous,
Creating a desolation ignominious.
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