The Fate

 

The Fate

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One time king,one time street-dust,

Life plays the regular repeating game,

Fate is blind; Fate has thousand eyes,

Faces may differ, but, story is the same.

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                                              =keshav Dubey=

                                                       4-12-25

WORD STREAM: Border is Intact**************** Border Is Intac...

WORD STREAM: Border is Intact****************   Border Is Intac...: Border is Intact ****************     Border Is Intact ***************** In this hilly village, I lived as a child, With the passage of tim...

Border is Intact

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Border Is Intact

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In this hilly village,

I lived as a child,

With the passage of time,

Village had become wild.

I visit here again,

After a long phase,

Upon the heap of years,

Is piled, the bundle of age.

This is the same rock,

My place of fun and game,

On it, with childish urge,

I had engraved my name.

The border of flat stone,

Had shaped the frame,

In zigzag letters,

Was written my name.

With long passage of time,

Nature has faded the name,.

Now, I see tarnished surface,

Where words have become lame.

Years and years have passed,

Life has traveled  in between,

Most letters are rubbed off,

Hardly  faint words are seen.

On the inscribed script,

Many cracks are seen,

Rustic grass has grown,

Scattered; in- between.

Time will erase my full name,

The border remaining intact,

Next name may replace mine,

This is the well known fact.

One day,one child will come,

Will dig his name here,

Will clap hands, jump with joy,

Eternal truth is very clear.

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            (C) keshavdubey

                      19-11-25

                  

WORD STREAM (6) Rainbow

     WORD STREAM (6) Rainbow

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A rain drop rests on a leaf,
Dances on the tune of sun-ray,
And stains the beam kissing it,
At dawn of a rainy day.

The night is slowly departing
Rainbow gives it a farewell,
Seven colours shield the drop,
Not to touch it, not to tell.

Violet gives it the strength,
 Indigo feeds the courage,
Blue creates the valour,
Which fills it with rage.

Green gives the notion of love,
Yellow pacifies the tension,
Orange makes it to jump,
Red fills the drop with passion.

The drop is laying idle,
Rainbow gives it a life,
It breaths with vigour,
And turns fully alive.

Then it rolls from the leaf,
Colour strings try to check and revive,
Alas! Colours are faded at once,
It drops down with a dive.

Rainbow colours come in life,
Like the hide and seek game,
The time-wheel moves intact,
Eternal white beam fades the same.

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                                    (C) keshavdubey
                                               30-5-2017