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Showing posts with label sky. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sky. Show all posts

Sunday

WORD STREAM (42) Star

STAR
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I saw that distant star,
Shining in the dark sky,
My ambition,on wings of imagination,
Started to fly.

The star was my target,
My distant goal in sight,
But the,dreary,deserted,path,
Blocked me in dark night.

I shivered in damp cold,
Heap of firefly was around me,
Light flashed for moments,
Thorny bushes,hardly, could I see.

I fell in a pit,no help, no lift,
I Came out,crawled,laid dull,
Shining star was inviting me-
My strength,desire was null.

Time paused;time passed on,
I rested in dark,unable to see,
Hell was this difficult passage-
Till first ray of light kissed me.

Surroundings flooded with glow,
Nature smiled with feather touch,
Golden path was ahead of me,
Panic vanished,pleasure so much.

Why did I opt, dark night travel ?
That difficult, horrible, risky walk-
When all comfort, luxury was there,
One option was ease,another, shock ?

Under damp sky,rainbow had frozen,
I walked,inhaling fragrance of air,
The broad day-light was guiding me,
But O! my target star was nowhere.
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                                             =keshav dubey=
                                                 6-6-2020
                                              www.keshavdubey.com


















Friday

WORD STREAM (24) The Wonderful Bombay

WORD STREAM (24)  The Wonderful Bombay
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Dreams of rising buds,
Youth, with vigor and gay,
Struggle for vent-despair and distress,
All melted together; coin Bombay.

 A city crowded with mob,
Of all color, creed, and age,
 Perceive- peak of liberal idols,
And crest of human bondage.

City rushes with jet speed,
Never sleeps in night,
People rise in blind dark,
And fall in day-light.

No terror kills the spirit,
No blast stops Metro,
This giant roller crushes flat,
Any poison trying to grow.

People are unknown to each-other,
Loneliness exists in crowded city,
Faces seem faceless here,
But Bombay has top identity

Sun rises in the sand
 Heroes welcome,greet,
Sun sinks behind towers,
Zeros, clash in street..

It stretches arms to welcome all,
There is firm soil, under the feet,
Open sky is above the head,
Rest; Bombay is ready to greet.

Any person who comes here,
To struggle for roof, and shelter,
Gets the matching color soon,
And becomes, branded-‘Mumbaikar’

It is one axis of world trade,
One time, it was national passion,
This soil  exported Mohandas ,
And imported our Father of Nation.. 

No unique city is found,
Away; from this city apart,
Certainly, the city- dwellers,
Have imprint of Bombay, in heart
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                                        (C) keshavdubey
                                               14-7-2016