The Affair Costs
The gentle blow of sincere breath,
Can open the feathered door of a heart,
The tempestuous wind of affair in mind,
Modify the feather into metal, not to recline,
Forbidden fruits are too tempting to taste,
Once tasted, the guilt of remembrance to waste,
The rest of life, looking through the tarnish,
The stained past, not removed, garnish,
The thought of insecurity, doubt and ache,
The Life is in shock and the human still fake.
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Echoes!
The gossip echoes through the hall with no curtain,
Where the essential furniture are not kept for comfort,
In empty space the silent sound echoes a lot, scary a bit,
The more you whisper the wrong; it echoes the wrong, not the right.
When the knowledge furnishings are done,
When the curtains are hung with decorative tie back,
Foundations of carpets are laid on the floor,
The hall gets humbled, what we speak, can be heard clear.
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A Bit More!
Need a bit more courage not to shed tears,
Seek a bit more patience not to be in anger,
Travel a bit more distance to find the love you require,
Knock a bit more passionately for that person to hear.
Though we are the fast runners and thinkers on the earth,
We alight before the destination, as we are in haste,
A bit more tolerance could have saved many hearts and lives,
A bit more understanding could have molded us to be in peace.
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Like Father Like Son!
My daddy has been busy all the while,
Holding the laptop on his dispel,
Sucking the milk bottle, I looked at him,
He smiled, smiled and smiled.
Daddy bought for me PS1,
I played with the joystick with fun,
Then came PS3, I fought not to sleep,
Daddy at his screen, still smiling.
Daddy bought for me a laptop,
To do the assignment of all sorts,
Then click certain icon,
My mouth opens wide and wide,
I have started to smile in shock.
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Take Time Off To Relax! !
Behind each and every human,
Who has to work dusk to dawn,
Dawn to dusk or dawn to dawn,
There are few mouths at home,
Hopefully waiting for them,
To keep the food on the table,
to provide cloth and shelter,
to educate and medicate,
to love, care and cherish,
Most labor goes for love,
Love that we have,
Upon our loved ones,
our friends, society,
and our dear nation,
That energizes us,
To work tirelessly.
Happy Labor's day! !
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A Gem In Us
Life taught us a lesson,
to appreciate with passion.
Life taught us a song,
that we have to sing along.
Appreciating souls are few,
the rest are at curfew.
Relax and think, we may understand,
When pollen appreciate a flower,
When a peahen appreciates a dancing peacock,
When a teacher appreciates a student,
When a leader appreciates the followers,
When I appreciate you and you appreciate me,
a gem of harmony evolves from our hearts.
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You Are The Reason!
When I try to touch your heart, I hurt you,
When I try to find the solution, I create the problems,
When I try to speak with you, I shout at you,
When I try to wipe your tears, I make you to cry louder.
When I take you out for fun, we always fight,
When we go for vocations, our hearts are in isolation,
When I try to reach you, I actually push you away,
When I think why all these happen,
I always console myself that you are the reason.
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Be proud.
Be proud to be who you are,
Be proud to have the shades of color,
Shroud of doubts to clear,
Seeds of hope to plant and prosper,
Religions are to follow,
Fanatics are to the hollows,
Never be ashamed to say your race,
For we have crossed various phases,
We are born equal naturally,
We will decay equal biologically,
We will return what we acquire,
Whatever acquired is not ours,
Too much indulgence too bad,
For it makes us too sad.
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The Little Ones Of All Ages!
When they splash the water on me,
I wipe their wet faces with my towel.
When they pull me into the mud to be dirty,
I take them out and clean their soiled feet.
When the web is so wide to catch them as spiders,
I install the protective software, to stun the intruders.
When they tell me the goodness of modern living,
I tell them that we were modern at our times,
When they spend the money as water,
I have no heart to tell them our despair.
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Struggle..
Life is tough for every single flower,
that has to endure the mighty power,
Life is tough for every single flower,
that has to do it alone over and over.
Has to sway to the tune of the wind,
has to dance to the beat of the rain,
has to tolerate the moods of the sun,
has to settle high on thin stem.
Life is tough for every single flower,
that blooms with hope and willpower,
to face every obstacle on its way,
to be victorious every day.
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