Poem 296 : Mix And Match

Mix And Match

                           - T ABRAHAM

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Light and dark in a mixture,

Moderation within a texture,

Alternating black and white,

Blueness all over the flight,

A clouding bright whiteness,

Bright sunshine to witness,

Colourless harboring light,

Mixture labeled as colourless,

But multiple abundance inside,

Plain appearance from the side,

Order mixing into a disorder,

Greyness with its confusions,

Dull greyness and evictions,

Matched to be dull and dim,

Snatched away from it again,

Taking a sudden turn to gain,

But towards the bright light,

With a pure destiny at sight.

Poem 295 : Innocent Earthlings

Innocent Earthlings

                              - T ABRAHAM

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The unborn seeds waiting,

All over the earth to be born,

Seeds sown in the ground,

But some being harboured,

Deep within a life, for life,

Mixing to match altogether,

Planted on the fertile soil,

Where skilled labour toils,

Days and nights are passing,

Summer and winter crossing,

Never ceased to be pausing,

A life within life upon union,

Duality in two different seeds,

Breeding grounds everywhere,

Present both inside and outside,

Never falling away to subside,

Waiting and stillness to decide,

A painful breakthrough sensed,

Cries getting silenced aftermath,

Fruiting and flowering in youth,

Tender leaves being handsome,

Rich green with great freshness,

Again the seed is shed and grown,

Cyclic life and an endless death,

The last breath on earth ending,

But the breath is never ending,

Eternal rising and falling of air,

Drying in energy and dying out,

Green to grayness being seen,

A process, none can intervene.

Poem 294 : A Sprained Brain

A Sprained Brain

                              - T ABRAHAM

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Hindrances hindering at times,

Rocks and stones amidst a flow,

Bubbling and frothing to disturb,

Agitated towards a provocation,

Abrupt ending of any vacation,

A twisting anger taking its turn,

Flaming fires, fuming to burn,

Redness of the hot iron chains,

Wrath pouring over acid rains,

Ringing and clanging at loudest,

Dark tingling liquid overflowing,

Amidst the cavities, is captured,

Fast flowing acids begin to rupture,

Disconnected to get reconnected again,

Connections becoming nothing to gain,

Yes and no, right and wrong dangling,

Finally, confusion with pain crackling.

Poem 293 : Optimistic End

Optimistic End

                          - T ABRAHAM

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A beginning with hardness,

Totally disabled to harness,

Rapid motions of newness,

Fast thinking and quick race,

Racing past through all time,

Anonymity holding the flag,

Then the movement of becoming,

A slow, but swift motion coming,

Again the viscous cycle in run,

Disturbed and distorted to scratch,

Slow and steady unable to patch,

Next phase is coming all over,

A steady and concrete motion,

A foundation with the beauty,

Amidst this comes, but the crash,

Making the structure get trashed,

But holding on till the next morn,

Unfallen and strong, it stands apart,

Then nothing can be broken down,

But an ill populace, perished to one.

Poem 292 : An Aristocratic Descent

An Aristocratic Descent

                                      - T ABRAHAM

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From the bright beaming palace,

Present amidst the lands and seas,

A royal atmosphere is glittering,

Golden treasury, a bold ancestry,

Ascended from the tip of a land,

Bungalows with ancient charms,

Gardened grounds were flowering,

Plantations planted everywhere,

The smell of tea amidst worms,

A big populace decreased someday,

From four to two to one and none,

Soil upholding the dignified class,

Huddled together with conditions,

Bound forever with convictions,

A pure race moving at fast phase,

Burning and glowing fire in blaze.

Poem 291 : An Ill Usage

An Ill Usage

                        - T ABRAHAM

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Being wiped and cleansed,

The heavy usage and utility,

Totally draining and blaming,

Becomes an all time gaming,

Twisted and turned at times,

Ill verses and words circling,

Hurling and hurting greatly,

The usage found out lately.

Poem 290 : Preserving Perseverance

 Preserving Perseverance

                                     - T ABRAHAM

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Giving the energy to move,

Forward movement in run,

Amidst the greatest turmoil,

Being melted away gradually,

Whiteness into a dark black,

Soon turning into grey ashes,

But the light and brightness,

Like a memory, is flashing,

A past glory passing away,

The glorious glow of light,

Which clashed amidst air,

Finally wavering insanely,

Turning into bold darkness,

Shining gold amidst a terror,

Misplacement being the error.