The Huge Dahlia

The flower in the garden
 red and white in a fold
 seems not a burden
 looks up bold
 not the usual countenance
 has a wild  appearance
 big and huge in shape
 makes one gape
 it stands aloof
 almost reaches the roof
 the others look so tiny
 this one is shiny
 glitters with a sparkle
it is not one of a snuggle
 overwhelms in majesty
 captures the eyes
 a bliss to watch

Expect Not

Expect not anything
  not an advice as you might think
 it is an experience in a way
 this much I could say
with the anticipation
 comes a preparation
small or big in a trend
it would send
a botheration  in a sense
 makes one wait in tense
would again be a strain
 with nothing much of a gain
so expect not anything at all
 remain placid and peaceful call.

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The Beauty Of The Earth.

The earth with its oceans and hills

 seem to be majestic still

 millions and millions of years of life

 it serves with an untiring strife 

millions have walked  and drudged 

yet she remains so lovely with a surge

 civilizations have come and gone 

yet she remains untorn

 excavations and undue usage  go on

 yet she  is as fresh as a May morn

that be the beauty of the earth.

The River Of Life

The life is like  a river
 flows with a drive
trends with a strive
 breaks do stop  the flow
 bends do interrupt and slow
 yet both move  with a bow
for right or wrong  none know
cross the hurdles  with a force
dash against the rocks in the course
go up and down with the tide
before the destination in abide

 both look haggard and weak
 stagger and wobble with a  stick
 slowly fall down dead
 one into the ocean of water
 another  into the ocean of eternity.

Are you afraid of the Dark?

Are you afraid of the dark?
 who is not  afraid of the dark
I am and you are  without a will
 dark creates an icy  chill
 goes down the spine
provokes a whine.


Dark to me is a tremble
 I dare not amble
 I sit in a tumble
needless to say I stumble
 create a jumble
 and finally fumble.

I grope in the dark
 hear the dog bark
 my heart in a shiver rocks
 my mind is blocked
I could see you mock
 Nay, I am in the dock.

Dark is inimitable
 it is so impenetrable
 it shows up a shamble
causes a wreckage unimaginable
dark is a  thorough gamble
it ensures a wrangle


I am scary of darkness
 it will not serve a witness
 as it is neve a party to diligence
 it nurtures a vengeance
 a grudge with wholeheartedness
dark is an antithesis of righteousness.

 

The Thunder.

I could hear a thunder

 that put me in asunder
 the noise was so  voluminous
 it made me shudder  tremendous
I shook with fear  all the more
the thunder came again and roared
 I closed my eyes and prayed
 as prayer changes things
once again, it erupted  as if in a sing
my plea has not fallen on deaf ears
 I resumed and settled down with cheer.

Be In Two Minds.

I am in two minds
 as I could find
 no decision  whatsoever
 I have made over
 every time I stand-up
I falter and gather up
 could be my inability
 could also be the instability
 both of the mind and body
I refer these to nobody
as I pull away from  share
 I will not at any time dare
stay put with me in close
 a  divulge would interrupt the flow
 so I am within me  all the more
that be the weakness at the door

 how would  I decide?
 by a choice   not from the outside
 go by the experience of mine
 hope my resolution would shine.