Gender Of Truth
Unlike me she is like a gender of truth
Not known to me as grandeur of hate
Coz i was not toying with her fate
Not fetching her love as panecea of mate
Being statitute is being ignoble on face
And crying for her love with hublest pace
Where there is no mercy above tiem and space
No kinship but a race what a mechevillian race
To be kind mean passionate but for who's sake
To wedlock two like birds in a cage
Swift is their impulse void of any comisseration
Owning thy heart with out compassion
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Dreaming Hereafter
If i ask what would be most profoundest of dream
The answer would be imagining hereafter
The man himself is twice removed from reality
Due to the fallacy created by the charm of non-reality
Which is quite abysmal in taste devoid of scent
Like a scentless flower like a trashy substance in a basket
The buds can only bloom where where there is reality with meaning
Which is not the copy of copy to decode its meaning
That world is unimaginable with its frugality
And the fact is actually a factual reality
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Virtue Vs Evil
Wherever you are wherever you go
I will go with you hand in hand
A faltered state of agony and lust
I will go with you hand in hand
Vying for the amelioration of offspring
I will go with you hand in hand
Injecting an age-long flight from right
I will go with you hand in hand
The endearment of wealth and spendthrift
I will go with you hand in hand
Wherever is the wretched face of human lure
I will go with you hand in hand
The pitfall of human lot has waged a spiritual war
I will go with you hand in hand
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Power Of Belief
With all if's and but's
That may not happen you want to seek
The way wish gives birth to another
Reaches its ephemeral peak
Every wish may not come true after all
As man's stature is so weak
If the Be of Omnipotent took away from the lives of bees
They will not gevern the way they seek
The tree may lost its aesthetic beauty
Like a child forgot to to play hide and seek
This all about the power of belif
Which vanquishes pain from far beneath
Which soothes in pain like nurse's arm
Like careworn child in a guileless tweak
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Green Signal
I cannot stop her pallets of love
And to me she is like a beautiful dove
I will be a man without her as a man without vim
Infuse into her breath to either float or swim
No more sleeping pills no more time to kill
Love works wonder have everything to fulfill
To vainly glorify or not is not the case
To mould the fate of frolicsome race
And to speak the genre of truth as it is
Because the heart meets where the breath is
No one knows engagement as substantial need
Signing the oath as you count the bead
Sowing the seeds in the veritable bed of smug
Letting punch-and-Judy-show to harvest like a sparkplug
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Love
Love everything and love the love you love
Love is a word an incomparable anticipation
love is a mockery having wings to fly
Love is decorum of truth the legacy of attention
Love is not concocted story or a piece of bun
Love is what you are what you do whole nook of function
Let this love never stop in its infinite motion
Love is beauty for eternal one's and ailment for an alien
Love is sombre of truth and desire nonetheless mitigation
Love is so on and so forth love is being and becoming
Love is genre of onerous charm and sea's combustion
Love is holistic it is winsome will of norm
Love is bird's chirping love a clandestine click of commotion
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Time
I am time who knows
Who knows but
I am what I am
The shadows are thin
The nights have veiled in
Like a turkey cock
Like a doodle I am doodling
In your
Life there is lack of timing
I have wits, what a razor sharp wit
Monolithic culture have been flowering
I remained runners up and all encompassing
Circumnavigating you became a laughing stock
Stunning to see my caliber like a rock
Whatever will you do?
I have least inclination
I am jaunty
You are skinny
Who will eat the booty?
Time is moving scandalously
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Practical Wisdom
Here to go where or whereever to go
You will find a lack of practical wisdom
And the people have some liking
For the devlish musicality of freedom
Freedom that is eating its own prey
Freedom that rusts like an ores of iron
This interior monologue this symmetry should be enchained
LIfe is but a shape of crashing system
They have named the days for Ma and Pa
Just to set themselves free from the shakeles of their wisdom
Are the days finding justice via peculiar arrogance
Are they went-off like a bud of flower's bloom
That we should ask to vouchsafe generation
So the bevy of girls may rest with a balm in their womb
They could inculcate the wisdom of all wisdoms
And the grandeur of multiple form
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Infatuation
There is infatuation in cat's mew
It is there in 'cock crowing its own dung hill'
It could be in the whole assembly of people
There There is infatuation in cat's mew
It is there in 'cock crowing its own dung hill'
It could be in the whole assembly of people
There is no place in fact for it to remain stand and still
The commotion of events and the burst of imagination
Did not confine itself into 'archer' of its fashion
If we take its linchpin from the womb of mother
You will not find its glory a bit farther
Its there from nascent of progenitors and race thereafter
Bowing in liturgy and forming into art and passion
That's what we call homo-sapien's passion
Which can go 'acclivity' into newness of fashion
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Adolescent Cries & Condolence
I was feeling so weak
Finding no way to speak
In the jungle of human wishes
I was left bereaved
I was being made commodity
Or a man just to be fun
Like a concubine without zest of life
How ill i was to be ill-defined
In the mercy of circumstances in dog-eats dog world
Where the passion is eat drink and be served
I was alarmed at painting that world
No way to gossip about or absorbed
Come hither come thither in the valley of thud
No roar of gallantry but a piece of mud
Like a peanut-butter i was governed
In the middle of no where where i reached
That was but, a point of no return
Having no depth to enroll in the valley of dread
Here-in is time to speak well and well enough
To speak reality whatever you dreamed
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