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Friends, I love writing poems but in very simple language. I wanted to share them with you all, so opened this thread.Read them as and when time permits and do give your valuable feedback.Hope, you all will enjoy going through themπHIMANICID, a Big Congrats to U for opening this POETRY Thread and gives all of Us to Read Master peaces of Ur Skillful Talent...π³ππI really Enjoyed Ur Every Poem so giving Feedback One by One...ππI am feeling Honor to Read them and learning so many Lesson's...πππI m really Glad to Welcome U here and Ur Talent too...πππThank You so much...π³π³
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LIONDenizen of woods, the blazing SunBlack brown ribbons tied all over this saffron hunkBlotting the soil with leathery pads, he walksHurling through the bushes, his roar freezes hovering thoughtsOn hunting grounds, he stabilizes solemnlyCanine marks on wild skins point his killing instinctsPrompt enough, his prey seldom escapesAfter fleshy treat, he reverentially vacates the placePoster animal, when breathing, can't be forgedGenerally, is deceived, shot and then robbedTrafficking of his parts, earn poachers countless bucksBut his ideal, scintillating preaching can't be sold in trucksAdorned by kingly crown, majestic is his approachQueen of his province, he never scornsDisrespectful means don't cram into his skullHis manipulative, harmless tactics, man should surely learnOML! The Beautiful way of portraying such a Beautiful Creature of Almight LORD...π³ππthe Blazing Sun, Black-Brown ribbon, Saffron Hunk...ππits really giving a WOW Effect...βοΈβοΈthe Lesson was So true and Good especially regarding the TRAFFICKING...ππand What a Lovely peace of Work here by saying Disrespectful means dunt cram into His Skull...ππits really Heart Touching Poem...π³Thank You so much...π³π³
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CORRUPTIONOnce the leading country of developing worldIs now lagging behindEngripped by the jaws of corruptionIndia lacks smooth growth, despite having brilliant minds.Politicians getting richer day by dayTurning thieves from elected custodiersThese need to be hanged till deathTo make our country's economy steadier.Wherever you see corruption liesIn the offices, behind the wallsNor the private firms are left untouchedEveryone waiting in his court for attractive balls.Common man, the ultimate suffererAlso has his hand in this problemGive bribes to officers to get things doneNo matter whether belongs to bungalow, or slum.Corrupts move freely with head held highInnocents are put behind virtual barsStill lawmakers say, laws are same for allFor the bare footers, for the people owning ambassador cars.History is the prime witness todayGeography contains countless living proofsThat the country being infected by corruptionFinds it difficult to even provide its denizens, the roofs.This weed is affecting the cropsDecreasing the annual yieldThis need to be rooted out fastTo prevent the loss of main crop from the field.Take the pledge today, O IndiansTo be honest with your motherlandYouth has to realise his powersTo bury the ashes in the sand.
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INTERRELATIONLove is what nature is to treeDependence is what flower is to butterflyFrenemy is what snake is to snake charmerCompatibility is what hair is to barber.Influence is what role model is to strugglerBest friend is what book is to readerBest adviser is what mother is to childClient is what tourist is to guide.Help is what neighbor is to neighborIdol is what father is to childrenSweet nuisance is what brother is to sisterCompanion is what mistress is to mister.Enemy is what rust is to ironStrength is what pillar is to buildingFear is what God is to holy peopleBoss is what Akbar is to Birbal.Rattrap is what world is to poorLoyal is what rain is to oceanCheat is what fox is to crowAdaptability is what forehead is to eyebrow.Life is what fiction is to ShakespeareDesire is what win is to competitorIntelligence is what invention is to inventorProud is what student's success is to mentor.Detective is what brain is to manEncouragement is what marks is to studentHappiness is what toffee is to kidProtection is what surety is to bid.Imagination is what creativity is to artistFreedom is what expansion is to airObsession is what gadgets is to tech savyAnd hobby is what poetry is to me.
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SHOULDN'T WE BE PROUD OF INDIA?In the middle of the universeAmid the crooked captivators curseEmerged a talented worldThat, eventually, shot various birdsWhich were at the top of the worldProved achievements to be its natural maniaSo, shouldn't we be proud of India?Not more than 66 years has passed by,Since India saw tricolour freely flyBut our scientists after working for hoursSucceeded in sending a rocket on a mission to MarsToo early for any country to achieve this featIn aeronautics, it leapt in front from back seat.Twice, it has won cricket world cupIs proud mother of 5 times chess champion5 times world boxing champ also born hereGold medals in kabaddi, something it never sharesMedals in big tournaments have added feathers to its hatIs at the top in cricket's oldest formatSo, shouldn't we be proud of this hungry rat?Has touched various milestones in literatureIs home to countless living creaturesNo restriction on mass media hereHas developed best strategies to combat loss in sharesIts cinema has also grown enoughOn international platform, its presence is toughSo, shouldn't we be proud of the knowledge of this buff?World class doctors are its citizensSkillful engineers, also its denizensIs not behind anyone in commerce sectorTo attract talented bees, provide sufficient nectarHas enough room for everyone's viewsA place from where tycoons grewSo, shouldn't we be proud of this director with hardworking crew?Its culture is a thing of beautyResponsible inhabitants know their rightful dutyIts languages are very well furnishedHave unique aura, which everyone want to cherishChildren are taught to respect elders hereHow to be modest and polite and how to careSo shouldn't we be proud of this country with strongest chair?
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HOW ARE WOMEN TREATED?Throughout the struggling life spanGirls are overshadowed by manBeing born in the patriarchal societyIt's difficult for them to detach discrimination moiety.Since the ancient times in the worldWomen are being considered as pearlsTreated like a precious stoneShaped according to man's wants.Sati system, a scar in historyWives made responsible for husband's death, still a mysteryHad to pay for what wasn't their faultWere buried aside the husband in family vault.The managers of society are harassed for dowryThe gift of God beaten brutally for petty cowriesSometimes are even set on fireAre these sadists not equivalent to General Dyer?Being abused for giving birth to a girlBlamed for that bed to which she isn't the nurseOh Lord! Who will make these unscientific people awareThat child's gender is that to which father is the mayor.Female foeticide, a serious problem till datePeople don't realise, to a new life, women are opening gateIf females are murdered at infancyWho will help this world grow and diversify, I fancy.Physical constriction and molestation, proliferating crimes against girlsInsane using the innocence hidden in curlsMaking their strongest attire, the weakest clothingAre alive, courtesy this ability of women, they are forgetting.Life isn't stopped if dew drops don't show upNo one is harmed if rainbow doesn't turn upPeople will manage if cock will not crowBut life will not persist if women aren't nourished after being sown.Winters can be at its peak without the appearance of fogHumanity can prevail even if everyone become rogueBut human race will become extinct without femalesAs this kind of poison, man can never tolerate.Remember! These dark clouds shouldn't depress you at allRather, for you, it should be an emergency callShould encourage you to evacuate ill before flood comesSo that flowers can blossom in the spring and soil be devoid of scum.
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EVERYTIME IT DO HAPPENEvery time we stand in our lifeTwo ways descend from thereOne takes you towards your goalOther, no one can predict whereEvery time we come across peopleTwo kinds of them prevail on EarthOne helps you achieve something bigAnd other, works to turn you into dirtEvery time we want to live to the fullestTwo options arise before usOne provides enjoyment while being in limitsAnd other, makes you board notorious bus.Every time we decides to trust somebodyTwo thoughts come up in our worrying mindOne is that the other person may deceive youAnd other, benevolence is still alive, though is hard to find.Every time we bid goodbye to someone very closeTwo conflicting notions emerge from somewhereOne makes you happy for the other man is starting afreshAnd other, makes you gloomy for he is leaving from here.Every time we are called by someone needyTwo methods could be used for his helpOne is to be sympathetic towards himAnd other, we empathise to help better, this kelp.Every time we try to do something newTwo contrasting souls, like the walls, stand in frontOne makes you optimistic about your dreamsAnd other, drags you far off and you bear its brunt.Every time we are bothered by cyclones of thoughtsWhatever be the situation in our lifeLike, what to do and what not toTo adopt the sharp, or blunt end of knife.
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