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Last bell toll

As the late day siren go
in factories around the glob
giant machines turn slow
n’ halts, at end of days show

below these monster silhouette
worked up men stumble out
like mumbling mass of shadow
a flowing line of sorrow

stained palms, n’ in silent prayers
tired legs n’ in thick grease layers
their ghostly strides are calm
home that lights their spirit warm

As the late day siren go

and life sinks in the evening glow
wonder what change the siren’s howl
brought to anyone anyhow

death is a late day siren gone
tells, it time to journey home
a place we always travel alone
no matter wherever we roam

like time we spend at work
nourishes our life back home
a life lived in true worth
fills our soul with Gods form

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Silent prayer

How many lives
for my dreams to bloom,
how many lives
as it sores high over all gloom.

how many lives
as my love finds true form,
how many lives
will it then sooth and reform,

egos maligned the soul,
desires reel life off control,
and how many lives
I’m cleansed of these all.

when vices leave, virtues thrive
the walls within wither away,
doors once shut will bid a way,
and atlast i will find my way.

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Antithesis

An apple dropped on Newton,
send him musing over gravity.
what followed was just groundbreaking.

same day;

a boulder dropped on uncle Brooks,
send him fusing six feet below in a cavity,
hoh! the mood was just heartbreaking.

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Louse tongue n' broken bones

A big fat lady,
jabbered and gibbered
in strange tones.
It send me
sick and crazy,
i yelled at her
“big fat ugly
Hippopotamus”,
jabbered, gibbered the lady
“nu mi ingilees”,
so foreign, I felt so sorry,
all the Jitter patter crowd
went jeering loud and crazy.

Half decade wide,
by my side
came the big fat lady,
so foreign, I felt so sorry,
with warm heart, tender tone
I said hello, hai,
woosh! came crushing
big meaty fist,
lightning, then a thunder
and I lay reeling under,
crushed nose
trashed tooth
frisked sense
stars dancing around,
“ouch!” I crawled back,
wondering what it was,
there,
sick and crazy
she yelled to me
“I know now English,
and I know what creature is
the big fat ugly
Hippopotamus”.

Tumbling back
the memory lane,
I murmured
"oops! she remembered", and
the Jitter patter crowd
went jeering loud and crazy.

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Scale of happy ten

How was your day?

how in a scale of happy ten?
did all go wrong?
and go weary and long?
but worry not my dear
aye! not this time,
I’ll stay with you
and stay close to you,
In time your eyes flutter few
a new dawn will already be due,
as the day’s sober is undone
I’ll tip the scale back to happy ten.

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Yeti

I was born a Jew
But could only say it’s as ‘you’
I said it’s like in ‘dew’
They heard it as Hindu
And deported me to India
I said I am protesting
The Orientals heard it ‘protestant’
They packed me to Europe
“Are you mad? ”, And they heard it ‘Ahamed’
And dumbed me in Syria
Ok, I ceased to say another word
They decided I was a monk
And dropped me over Tibet
There I walked up the snow
And my foot went numb and sore
I left a big foot trail
They now call me Yeti

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Water under the bridge

Rack your brain
Can you see what went wrong?
Burn your heart
Does it sting burned heap you carried so long?
Steam up your conscience
Can you find any hope to carry along?
Why cry now
When the weather has passed far long

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Love is rare, but never fair

Is it because I am so rare
Lady, you give me such a stare,
And you blush like a red flare
Whenever I go all bare.

You watch me striding straight and tall
And smiling from every wall,
My face is what sells big and small
My voice sends people rock & roll.

When I play prince Hamlet
And die at the end of the ballet,
Women drop down and turn violet
Tears smear their face smooth as velvet.

If I put my name in a poll
There is a stampede in the hall,
As women rush to punch on my roll
On the rest, it takes a heavy toll.

Men complain I am obnoxious
Never heard the word, does it means ferocious?
Why bother to be any anxious
Even if it means I am vicious

Old men say I am very rude
Because I make my own rule
I say, you’re missing the point dude
It’s all jealously in your mood.

My lady, think not I am unfair
And break hearts beyond repair
You believe I ride on my skin’s fair?
Hey, the magic is all in my charm and flair

So nestle my lady beneath my arm
My touch can summon every charm
I will keep you forever safe and warm
Far away from every harm.

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Leverage time

Lester let me see you,

Faster the veils up, the better,
Crisp songs for want of time,
Lester pray in fervent rhyme,
Of corners you cut aside
Drags me from life’s sunshine,
Lester wake from lazy yawns,
Wave away delusions hide
Crisis for leverage time

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Last fable

Between a sigh and a deep breath
I watch a tick of time pass by,
Like whispers of a fable from my birth
A story retold till my last breath.

Of age and agony crawling my veins,
Wasted dreams dancing by my eyes,
In sick days and in my rusty heart
A flickering flame of life is held tight.

I wonder what for and what more
Is this one last fight worth before,
Wind and water, land and sky
In one final gesture fall apart.

In the hide of a passing breeze
My brethren, I let my life slip away,
In one passing tick of time
My story fades away.

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Last ferry

I see the road,
Further up like a blot;
Sinking in the evening sky,
Fading away in dying sun’s gilt,
Lurking mist curtail the sense,
As life recline to pallid dense;
Of this road taken, none return,
The living dread its turn;
The firemen hurry,
Morticians worry,
And along the banks of the dead,
The boatman untie the ferry;
When we take this way,
Life walks away.

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Home

I have come home,
A place my giggles languish
And hums lullaby rhymes,
My memories remain placid
Unblemished and un-stirred,
Longing for that one touch
That sent ripples down the alley,
Where childhood dreams perch,
I may have grown a modern man,
But when dreams go dry
And draw beyond my reach,
I return to this place
Where my giggles languish,
Where dreams flow free,
A place I call home,
Where ever I may roam,

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Brothers from far

They came from far lands
In timber boxed ferry
Bows with no arrow
Guns with no rounds
Skin with no colors
Face bore no signs
Eyes lacked emotions
Heads were like trunks
Strides are so hefty
Wore hides so tough
Walked in bare foot
Spoke like owl’s hoot
Still they make merry
Are never in a hurry
Strange are the ways
They stay happy always.

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O'Lord, to you I wake up

In battle cries,

In open wounds

In slithered dreams,

And shred up limbs

In Scattered hope,

In mumbling sighs

In rising gloom,

In faded skies

In slipping beats,

In empty heart

I’d still wake up

to you, O’Lord

Like a dark dream

To bright sunlight

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A tiny dream

Give me a day, let wings grow,

A night, let it pass so slow,
Gliding over the mountain cliffs,
Sliding through rolling clouds,
Staring down the ocean blue,
Caressing early morning dew,
Fields & terrains, green and dry,
Let all be mine just for one day.

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My fraternity burns

I have a hunch

Of things to be,
Of malice eyes
Or kinder heart,
It may light my world
With wonder and hope,
Or tear them apart
In wake of a dawn.

It came with the air
I breathe, I feel,
A wretched stench
Thick with hate,
The silence that follow
Is awkwardly calm,
Drench my heart
With fear of a near harm.

My fear is no haste
To save my skin,
Of no harm I fear
More than of my kin,
In lands they live
Far and near,
In my heart they live
Near and dear.

When among them
A splinter is born,
That churns a fire
Of bigotry and hate,
A passing wind
Will catch the heat,
And lead the spark
Onto piles of our misdeeds.

A senseless crime catches fire,
And to another like forest fire,
The flames will rise
Over all hopes we rely,
Lit on this pyre
My fraternity burns,
The strength in my heart
Wilt in this plight.

Ghost of our fathers
Stir in my dreams,
They stand apart
Far across strange shores,
They mime our rife
And set themselves alight,
In the pain and agony
They plead for good life.

I wake from my dream
With a lurking hunch,
Of many years in tears
And in deep silent prayers,
We mend our ways,
And tend our life,
We knit this world
Like a lovely bee hive,
In this shade and in the light
We bring hope and delight.

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Death - she is bright

What a sweet lover death is,
She promise you a ride to the stars,
And in every passing tick & tide,
Reminds you of the promised ride.
She meets you on you doorstep,
And stuns you with her charm,
Has she kept you waiting? never,
Not a moment in life ever.

What a wise lover death is,
She sees past your pomp & gaud;
In gowns of gold and jade,
And a sheen of void fame,
You meet her with a bulging pride,
Wish to sweep her with your foxy hide;
But she seeks in you the only true light,
The spirit, the one precious in her sight.

What great lover Death is,
One touch and turn you wise,
On the life long pretense and lies;
When life rides the shadowy lane,
To light you step blind and insane;
Who bear the heat to seek the light,
Death is a just a step to another light,
Death is a fine lover, lover with great insight.

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The girl child

Let her world be secure
Let her feel safe,
Let her home be a paradise
Let her grow in care,
Let her be the tender child,
Let her be the sensitive girl,
Let her be the charming lady,
Let her be the caring mother,
Let her live life to the full,
Let there be her children,
Let there be grand children,
Let her age gracefully,
Let us be by her till the end,
Let us bid her a deep farewell,
Let us pray for her bliss,
Let her thoughts live forever,
Let us thank God for all this.

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Return my bugle

Return my rhyme if you can’t hum,
Place my bugle away from shaky thumb,
For who thinks it just venial error,
To rummage down this soul of music,
In drunken, lost and ignorant must,
Lay aside, crushed ears and shut away mind,
Let peace be with the rest.

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Thank you God

A stroke of sunlight
A dew drop on the grass
The chill in the morning breeze
And the ruffle of the leaves
Is all I need to thank you O’ God;
For blessing my life with another day

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