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Weather report

      Earth
     all ball
  for the sun
playing football
       spell

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Modern Version Psalms 23

The Lord is my master;
I shall not want.
He makes me plough a small 
farmland;
He leads me beside as I sow to reap.
He restores my strength;
He leads me in the paths of 
honesty
For His name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through
the valley of manipulation*,
I will fear no poverty;
For You are with me;
Your Discipline and Your Sacrifice, they comfort me.
You give me voice in the 
presence of my enemies;
You bless me with resilience;
My gratitude remains ever.
Surely humbleness and content shall follow 
me
All the breaths of my life;
And I will dwell in the house of the 
Lord 
Forever.


* In farming we do manipulate by using fertilizers, insecticides, genetic modification, hoarding for better price & search ways to avoid heavy loss in investment.

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Death of a lake

A lake,
landmark to
locate easily
my nest like
home, a center
to ever widening
concentric city,
lies without life,
no fishes, no ducks,
no mosquitoes,
not even microbes
exist within.

Like a frozen body
intact, lake is
kept as a
keep-sake, for
there will be no
other places to
dump such waste;
chemicals flowing
from a few hundred
factories, slush, sewage,
garbage reaches her
in hushed silence.

When people
flock to see
with curious
eyes the fire
and froth issuing
from the lake,
taking pictures,
striking unison
notes-aw’s, wow’s,
as if it is all
of the lake’s doing,
my ears hurt-ache-burn.

I see a crow
sitting on
electric pole
cocking its head,
looking restlessly
at people or
mourning the
death of lake,
I can’t say, but,
with as expressionless
face as that of the crow
I turn with heavy steps,
ruffled, helpless,
towards my home.

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New weather

After long wait
two seasons of
three months wait
oceans sent us rain,
oh! It has started to rain

amidst uprooted trees
power outrage
discomforts minor
my May flower tree
bloomed this May

hope smiled in me
my heart is happy
it is a message 
from mother nature
we can still revert changes.

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A destined child

"I shall be like a tree planted by the river ... "  Psalm 1:3

A child born during thunderstorm that
Braved thunder lightning, grew up but
Could not cope brother Dane’s death
Depression, fear took an ugly turn 
Even as comforted by his calm-
Father, a revered church priest who
Gave his child - 6yr old Nikola all the wanted love, 
Handed him the precious Bible and
Inspired him with stories of Lord that
Just made boy Nikola learn and
Know the Bible by heart. Nikola
Learned Czech, Serbo-Croatian from
Mother who taught him patience -
Nurturing talent, creativity and
One of a kind eidetic memory
Procuring him scientific spirit and
Quest for wisdom that became a
Rage making Nikola never once
Stop in his storming life or
Tire from the hardships that
Unfolded at his each step of success
Veracity stood by Nikola Tesla who
Worked frantically for 20 hours a day
Xper who found use of alternating current
Yearned for peace in war torn world
Zap was life of such an illustrious man.

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Cheery Morn

Quote: Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet. - Roger Miller


As
Sun rose
To new dew
On humid day,
With raised fluffy tail
A three striped palm squirrel
Endlessly cried 'chip chip chip'
Fitful at gladly chirping birds
The spring's first rain had sprinkled such joy
That squirrel wanted it all for himself.

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Right Living

"I have been a stranger in a strange land."  Bible, Exodus 2:22

Siddhartha 
Wanderer, ascetic, teacher, awakened
Son of Suddhodana and Maya
Lover of right action, right thought and right speech
Who feels ‘Desire is the root cause of all misery’*
Who fears Ignorance, Attachment and Suffering
Who would like to see people live life with right purpose
Lived in Bodhgaya
Gautama, The Buddha.

*strangely true, yet cannot be realized

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A vacant mind in blooming garden

Ashy Prinia pair
Flitted across my garden
Catching something here and there

Yellow Portulaca flowers looked brighter
Once they saw this
Ashy Prinia pair

A lone lotus 
Swayed as the gentle birds
Flitted across my garden

I wondered how
They stayed happy while
Catching something here and there

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The Dance of Jealousy

“The sight of a feather in a peacock’s tail, whenever I gaze at it, makes me feel sick.” – Charles Darwin

With his train of covert feathers
Fanned like a protractor, a
Peacock stepped slowly
Turning to catch right ray of light
And holding on still, to be better judged
By the alert single peahen
Another peacock mustered up
Gazing intensely ahead,
Gracefully moving, carrying
The weight of his trail effortlessly.
Two males startled each other
By the dance of jealousy, held 
Their gaze focused while 
Shaking, rattling & shivering
The choosy peahen left.
The Dance stopped, their Jealousy too.