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Raindrops kissed the hollow tree trunk It was the first time she had witnessed this scene It was a joyous occasion for the baby chipmunk Her home had got a pristine sheen. The emerald leaves soon lost their wet glow The sunrays radiated their characterized sharpness When would mother nature once again bestow The parched planet with this watery happiness? The chipmunk had but one demand of his mother Mother, please make it rain That no one can manipulate weather Was an explanation quite mundane. Unable to calm the innocent thing The mother summoned her winged friend The Nightingale exhibited her talent to sing But the baby still wailed to no end. The monkey held a show spectacular By showing the baby numerous tricks His tricks did win an audience popular But for the baby, making it rain was the only fix. Suddenly an idea occurred to the mother worried She requested the assistance of the elephant He agreed to help her succeed In this unique experiment. The elephant filled his trunk with water And wet the baby with a playful splash The mother felt relieved seeing her daughter Finally revel in the soothing hydro flash.
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 1:04 PM UTC
Make it rain...
Raindrops kissed the hollow tree trunk It was the first time she had witnessed this scene It was a joyous occasion for the baby chipmunk Her home had got a pristine sheen. The emerald leaves soon lost their wet glow The sunrays raidiated their characterized sharpness When would mother nature once again bestow The parched planet with this watery happiness? The chipmunk had but one demand of his mother Mother, please make it rain That no one can manipulate weather Was an explanation quite mundane. Unable to calm the innocent thing The mother summoned her winged friend The Nightingale exhibited her talent to sing But the baby still wailed to no end. The monkey held a show spectacular By showing the baby numerous tricks His tricks did win an audience popular But for the baby, making it rain was the only fix. Suddenly an idea occurred to the mother worried She requested the assistance of the elephant He agreed to help her succeed In this unique experiment. The elephant filled his trunk with water And wet the baby with a playful splash The mother felt relieved seeing her daughter Finally revel in the soothing hydro flash.
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 12:06 PM UTC
Make it rain!
The mirror reflected a glowing bride She knew that they never lied Her life had gained a hectic pace Inside her raging a turmoil emotional Their wedding was an affair traditional She exuded charm, she exuded grace. The groom was an old family friend It was love at first sight she would pretend Though she barely knew him She was expected to behave a certain way In taking major decisions she had no say This was her life, not some nonsensical film. The ceremony was a grand affair She had so many memories to share Slowly she started falling for her better half. The prospect of spending her life with him was alluring Suddenly her life was about to get exciting. Happily she stifled a barely audible laugh. She waited for her dark knight When he came she would be a sight To behold for the rest of his life He came in silently, not making a sound She was a queen waiting to be crowned She was now this man's wife. In a laboured movement he went to the bed Desperately trying to forget this girl he had wed. Pulling the covers he slept cursing under his breath Confused she looked closer to see a photograph in his hand Her heart broke seeing the picture of a gorgeous woman on a nearby stand The love she felt died a silent death.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 12:29 AM UTC
The Wedlock.
She felt a warm, wet, oozy lick A playful effort to wake her quick She kissed her tiny friend, warm and furry Embracing her wiry frame The kitty, Simba being her name Jumped out of bed in a scurry. Playmates they were attached emotionally Without each other, helpless and lonely None could bear being away for long Either feeling low was bad news The other would soon catch the blues Their bond was exceptionally strong. Today, they played hide and go seek Compelling her mom to finally shriek To make her get done some chores Reluctant to leave her game incomplete As it meant parting with her friend sweet Unwillingly she went outdoors. She could not wait to meet the little fur ball Her continuous purring would impress all At home, instinct pointed at something being out of place She saw her mother searching for something nervously The woman would never misplace anything carelessly Reality struck, Simba's basket was now just an empty space. Tears streaming down her face the whole house she ransacked After hours of searching the kitten still could not be tracked They told the neighbors, they looked in the park They asked children playing outside on the street To get away, so many people, how could this little thing cheat? Soon it started getting dark. With coaxing and nudging she finally fell asleep. In the dark under the blankets at least she could weep Sleep eluded her all night She could only imagine her kitten, somewhere frightened Her pulse racing, her senses heightened How would the little one put up a fight? At last, weary and sad she dozed away Her friend however did not betray Her trust as she got her loving wake up ritual The cat was all along hiding indoors, continuing their game Waiting for her to find and call out her name. Their camaraderie and affection was indeed a beautiful visual
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 2:39 AM UTC
Lost
She felt a warm, wet, oozy lick A playful effort to wake her quick She kissed her tiny friend, warm and furry Embracing her wiry frame The kitty, Simba being her name Jumped out of bed in a scurry. Playmates they were attached emotionally Without each other, helpless and lonely None could bear being away for long Either feeling low was bad news The other would soon catch the blues Their bond was exceptionally strong. Today, they played hide and go seek Compelling her mom to finally shriek To make her get done some chores Reluctant to leave her game incomplete As it meant parting with her friend sweet Unwillingly she went outdoors. She could not wait to meet the little fur ball Her continuous purring would impress all At home, instinct pointed at something being out of place She saw her mother searching for something nervously The woman would never misplace anything carelessly Reality struck, Simba's basket was now just an empty space. Tears streaming down her face the whole house she ransacked After hours of searching the kitten still could not be tracked They told the neighbors, they looked in the park They asked children playing outside on the street To get away, so many people, how could this little thing cheat? Soon it started getting dark. With coaxing and nudging she finally fell asleep. In the dark under the blankets at least she could weep Sleep eluded her all night She could only imagine her kitten, somewhere frightened Her pulse racing, her senses heightened How would the little one put up a fight? At last, weary and sad she dozed away Her friend however did not betray Her trust as she got her loving wake up ritual The cat was all along hiding indoors, continuing their game Waiting for her to find and call out her name. Their camaraderie and affection was indeed a beautiful visual
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The doorbell rang at an unearthly hour This was one of those things bizzare He looked through the eyehole groggily Only to find his love, nervous and scared His stomach knotted as he prepared To hear some troubled news foggily. Her face was glowing with a celestial charm Despite the situation she was unusually calm Stepping in, she seemed undecided for a while He held his breath for her to disclose But her expression for infinity froze Into a beautiful, angelic smile. Despite her composed demeanor, he felt something amiss But she seemed comforted in a heavenly bliss Finally he relented to her tranquility contagious They spoke to their hearts content till dawn She subtly led him to bed, signaling a yawn Where he finally drowned into several dreams delirious. Waking up he remembered the night's events with a thrill He looked for her throughout the house until His eyes fell on the newspaper slid through the door The headlines showed a fatal accident, the previous night With her photo in plain sight Silently he collapsed to the floor.
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 11:23 PM UTC
The Good-bye
Evening dawns on the picturesque beach As the fiery ball slips out of reach It gives the coast a lantern's glow Like the masterpiece of a painter great The ocean being true to its trait Nudges the waves in a rhythmic flow. The soothing sand exudes heat no more As darkness ascends on the calming shore The oscillating waves sing in melody With a crashing sound accompanied by thunder In an effort to hide down under Secrets known only to the sea. At times getting violent, and calm otherwise No one would want the sleeping monster to rise. The light salty breeze to the sea being peculiar Gets carried over a thousand miles From crowded cities to distant isles After a while only to disappear. The tides controlled by the orb silvery white Mark boundaries alike through day and night Churning out the sea from bed to land Thus replacing the old for new That only change is constant seems definitely true Even nature has everything planned.
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 6:52 AM UTC
The secret keeper...
He looked at the man on the other side Knowing what needed to be done He clutched the weapon, used and tried His ordeal had once again begun. He could hear his heartbeat loud and clear With shaking hands he took his aim His poker face hiding the fear One more life he was about to claim. The bullet slipped out of the muzzle He tried to guess whether it had found its mark He got the answer to this puzzle When from the other end there was a spark. He hid himself out of view To try his luck one more time This time his bullet did pierce through As he finally executed the crime. One more added to his bloodied list He felt so proud, he felt relieved He was lucky to still exist Yet he never cried, he never grieved. He always looked death in the eyes Feeling it all around The bloodshed and the wailing cries Of the men he killed fallen on the ground. The thousands lying motionless Some still writhing in pain These were innocent men in distress Nonetheless he would do it again. This is just another day for you and me As through sun and rain he will stand Ignoring every wish of his family To sacrifice for his motherland
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 11:51 PM UTC
The ****
She met his gaze with a coy smile They were seeing each other after quite a while She longed for his gentle touch Overwhelmed, a bit too much. He held her hand in his own She let out a deep satisfied moan Kissing her hand, pulling her close Lost in her eyes, his movements froze. The fragrance of rose petals in her soft flowing hair This wonderful woman how could he share Cupping her face, feeling the bliss He gave her a raw passionate kiss. She melted in his warm embrace Removing the curly locks from her face The world had come to a standstill They felt the pulse they felt the thrill They slipped into their secret zone Brought to reality by a noisy phone. She looked at it with contempt, yet stunned He was supposed to be away, her husband. She left the place without a word She felt just like a caged bird A woman trapped in a loveless marriage But to escape she had no courage. Returning home to her lovely kids The love she yearns, her marriage forbids And life went on just the same She still carries her husband's name.
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
The one true love...
Born on the glistening icy slopes Not waiting a moment, she swiftly elopes Carrying a slight mischievous gene Humming away a sweet tune On dark nights reflecting the moon She seems like a bubbly teen. Dancing freely to a secret song Every moment making her current strong Enriching the soil to make it fertile She is a benevolent life bearer Her destination getting a lot nearer When she crosses each mile. Spreading joy everywhere she goes Treating alike both friends and foes She finds a way around obstacles Nothing can beat her determination She revels in the feeling of elation Marching forward with a raging pulse. At last she enters a whole new universe The ocean meeting the rivers diverse Like her, they come from distant places Unlike humans, they are all treated same Even when they bear a different name You see, with nature there are no boundaries or marked spaces.
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 11:51 PM UTC
The mountain's child
He sat in a corner on the street A begging bowl close to his feet He often blended in the background Mostly feeding on leftovers And using rags as covers He would sit ignored not making a sound. His life had changed a great deal When he used to enjoy a gluttonous meal He wore the best tailored suits A chauffeur would drive him around Wearing a brooch he was always found And shining black leather boots. His wife and all his successive heirs Would often ride expensives mares Vacationing in exotic places great A life of luxury they would lead While he worked for hours in order to feed His family, so in old age they would reciprocate. As fate had it, he was stuck bedridden And then, he saw their agendas hidden A will was made to be signed He was robbed of all his wealth And no one cared of his deteriorating health Yet for his family he pined. He was left outside to live like a pauper It had been days since he had a decent supper For an old man no one would befriend He spent his days in utter misery Not knowing even if someone would bury Him when he finally met his end.
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 11:47 PM UTC
The rich poor man