Showing posts with label Symphony. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Symphony. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Excuse Me, Stability and Maturity!!


Maturity is a word used for a stage
For ongoing process coming to stoppage
With respect to ageing, its usage informs
That the person no more has growing norms
I wonder how people appreciate it
By tending to so wrongly interpret it
That the person has gained wisdom
Through their long experiential fiefdom
They presume that wisdom is limited
Going beyond that is not permitted
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Word stability means no more change accepted
Appreciated only when decay was expected
In case of an equilibrium studied in Statics
A tussle of forces not to cause any dynamics
In case of a reaction, final outcome is yielded
With the reaction being complete
Or total depletion of reagents fielded
Thus, the stability too is a sort of maturity
Reached when final finish becomes a surety
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What we often use a thing for symphony
Is its reactivity with others in the company
At stability or maturity, reactivity is vanished
For its usefulness, considerably diminished
Only thing matured things have and provide
Is strength attained after growth subsides
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Maturity and stability in common usage
Are words lucrative in appeal of age
These are what have caused the damage
To human thought in psyche and gage
Maturity or stability indicate a stage
When reactivity comes to stoppage
What doesn't react to merge or get merged
Finds no usage, hence must be out purged
Or has limited usage under some strictures
Of temporal, spatial and situational factors
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Stability or maturity is attained
When growth is totally absent
With onset of gradual decay
Like a seed sets on its way
Used for germination or in a mess
Else, it perishes becoming valueless
*
Anything used as food provide on consumption
Growth or maturity, they have in assumption
Seeds with maturity are made at end of blossom
Of fragrance, attraction and transformation
Of shining colors and procreative desires
Of flaring ambitions and lively fires
Hence bring maturity to the consumer
Ending their growing youthful flare
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Stability and maturity are sisters twin
Born at end of life stream, never in between
Human intellect was blocked artificially
By enemies of humanity,
Though appearing scholars superficially
To sell these as achievements of the individual
With decay in psyche, pleased with the residual
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Thus stability and maturity are the terminals
Of stream of present life in attendance
Of pleasures and fragrance in abundance
Hence, excuse me, stability and maturity
I would never like to achieve
Physical or emotional, temporal or spatial
And would like to keep away from those
Reaching the stage of stability and maturity
As my foods and in my company 

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Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Your Silence Speaks with Me


Those silent sounds coming from pictures
You hang on your wall
Call me again and again
More than you could ever call!
Yet, I need not visit your home
Happy with the joy of calls from you
For I feel I am with you
Away from you, never gone!!

Your wordless messages I receive
Provide me joy of scale
No soul-mate can ever provid
I find you staring at distant star
As if looking for me there
The place of mine you once guided!
You are my Moon
I see through your Moonlight
Which you generously provide me
On my being in dark at night!!

Love needs reciprocation of feelings
Not of words
We move together on a tight rope
For cutting that, there is no sword!
Silence is the language of love
Feelings make words redundant
What if, we never speak
Our communication has ever been abundant!!

I don't know how to thank you
For your eternal silence
That has been inspiring me
To use words on your behalf
Without your license!
Keep it up, my dear
I am enjoying your company
Your pictures, your songs

And your symphony!!

Sunday, March 27, 2016

If You wish to Go



If you wish to go
For any reason you know
You go, get blind
Without caring for my sow
Seeds of love in your mind
But please don't tell me lies
To convince me
You get busy as time flies !

Not finding time to love
Being too busy to sit in peace
Are mere excuses for a strife
As there can be none
Having no time to love
It being an essential part and parcel of life

Please keep a chance alive
In future if we meet in some hive
We are able to say hello with smiles
Without shame of deceiving
Without grievances in piles
You have the right to choose
From my love eternal 
And offers from others
Like a preying goose !

It is an art of management
Not to say in words
But through change in facial expressions
I sensed a sudden change in you
Not a word on lips
Anger under great repression
I understand the reason
But assert my right to self-esteem
Would never have a compromise
Whatever be the temptation !

I am a World in myself
Not a part of the wretched World
You like it or not
My thought makes my word
And action based on that word
The World is so large
To provide us spaces exclusive
So why deceive you or me
Feel free, why excursive !

In a love affair
Right to choose is not open forever
It is today but sealed for future
So think today
Twice, thrice or times many
Before being a part of me
For making life a symphony !
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