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Bounteuous nature spread alike,Over hills and valleys.They seem stagnant by the dykeBetween plains and plateau.Staning on the top,T'was enviedWhen looked down below,Those snake-like curves,Unending they coilUp and over the beautiful land.Blood boils,Arising out of human labour,Running helter-skelterFor a cool dipIn that horrible situation-Those half-naked beings--There it uns smoothlyand uninterrupting,Carrying the burdenIn calm situation.Free of hatred all around.People who rule andHold the sailStay supreme.Poor in spindle framesSuffering in cold winter.To live in harmonyAnd sorrow,In combined state of ecstacyIs the momentOf lasting happiness.
Like a pearl among rags,You in this worldLooking like a nagWith your looks so cold. For us to pen A graceful satire, Standing in the den Enclasped with fire.She was like a roseStanding in solitude,Swaying with a poseAlong with the tide. She's clothed in austere Appearing for temptation. Her heart was pure- What a rare combination.Standing over the grassWith her head in the airLike a lassTeasing for flair. In this modern age, With a smiling face, Many to challenge In isolated vase.Rays finds it's wayFor it to shineAll dayLeast it can dine. The roots are too short For the ground is large, It looks so smart With water in the barge.A horse came trottingThrough the garden,The bees started buzzingAnd vanished off in a sudden. A vulture hovering over To see the animals quiver, When he comes lower Down the spine runs a shiver.When plucked at last,I found none to mourn.She left so fastFor it was born..........
You most wantRest, peace and happiness-Found not in the streets an alleys.Do not wander In searchFor they are found within.OthersLike a streak of lighteningAcross the skyUnable to capture,Only to deceiveAnd may never reach,Andyour pursuitRemains fruitless.
Not to speak ofA sound anywhere,'tis time when natureRocks all into slumber.Quietness aroundWhen dreamsSeparate the two world.A sudden impactBrings us to sensesAnd an inquisitive instinctPrompts to probeInto the mystry.Knowing not that was an upsurgeTo eliminate those unwanted thoughtsPlaying as puppetsFor purposeless gain.Get up and walk fearlesslyThro' the veil of Shrouded mystry.
WhenThe burning candle is extinguished,There surroundsA curtain of darknessAnd without an aim in lifeWe wanderThro' the waysideLeading a life ofUncertainity and error,Neveer personifyThe nature of the pastNor evoke sympathyIn the wake of the created destiny.Left to the mercyTo those who dareTo ventureAnd to extract the purityOf honey,As pure as raindropLeft in the soulOf an unfortunate untouchable.