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Supriya Jun 2015
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.
Supriya Jun 2015
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.
Supriya May 2015
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.
Supriya May 2015
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
Supriya May 2015
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.
Supriya May 2015
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.
Supriya May 2015
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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