WORD STREAM: The Script

WORD STREAM: The Script: The Script *************   All our life, we  write the script,  of love,passion,emotion, hatred,anger and tension.  It is all- that we alway...

The Script

The Script

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All our life,

we  write the script,

 of love,passion,emotion,

hatred,anger and tension.

 It is all-

that we always mention.

And finally,

while binding our life book,

we find that,

they were all dreams,

written on water.

The whole package,

is set aside, 

blown in the air,

we are as empty,

as, we were.

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                        =keshav dubey=

                            10-12-'22

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WORD STREAM (52) You have won

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YOU HAVE WON

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In that dense, wild forest,

Skeleton of an age old tree,

Could not resist the storm,

No leaves ,no bark, it just fell free.

Mud,  sand, dirt, covered it,

It started to decompose and decay,

With long, long passage of time,

In torrential rain, and prickly sun-ray.

Death was warranted  to the tree,

Green creeper plants covered the same,

Heap of turmoil ate the remains,

It was one part of Nature's game.

In silence, and among thunderstorms,

Encircled with huge green forest ,

This poor dead skeleton was hidden,

 Covered with wild sheet , laid to last rest.

And one morning ,after heavy rain,

There peeped out a tiny leaf, under the sun, 

Rain drops  reflected rainbow around it,

And said, "Hi Life ! you have won."  

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                                              =keshav dubey=

                                                  30/10/22

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WORD STREAM (51) THE BUTTERFLY

           THE BUTTERFLY

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Remember the childhood days,

Little butterfly-

Dance and dive, chasing her mate,

A life of love,

Kissing the flower,

Under the sky.

Flowers are for devotion,

For fragrance, for garland,

For leaders, for scent, 

For greeting with fake smile-

with a bouquet in hand.

Remember?

We ran for butterfly,

In our childhood,

Their colorful vision-

 flying above our heads,

just few inches high.

We have run a long long distance,

They are not seen now,

Either they are afraid of day-light,

Or, we are blind to sight,

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                                              =keshav dubey=

                                             keshavdubey.com,

                                                 11-10-2022

 

WORD STREAM (50) Dolly's Bicycle

WORD STREAM (50) Dolly's Bicycle

(Dolly's Dream world)

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Tring, Tring---,Dolly's bicycle is coming,

Swing, balance, up, down-and all the tricks,

She masters the handle, with little hands.

May come any problem, she has learnt to fix.

The bike moves ahead in full speed,

Dolly swings left and right on the seat,

She has to save an old lady on the road,

Brakes work, she escapes, smiles to greet.

The bike ,slips on the wet, muddy road,

She falls down, feels scratch   on her hand,

Dolly sees, many, many eyes looking at her,

She stands up ,laughs, pulls bike to stand.

Dolly returns home, hero-pride on her face,

Pets bike with little hands, like best friend,

Kisses the seat, moves ahead, and turns back,

Parting away with lovely smile, waves her hand.

In dreams, she sees- bike is flying in sky,

A table fan is clamped along the bike's arola,

She is going high and high, sitting on the seat,

Dolly cries, "Hey, I am sitting in  flying "Gondola."

Everything is left below- the school ,homework,

cruel alarm-clock, thick glasses of Maths -Madam,

Basket packed with bundle of "DOs and DON'Ts",

And all teaching and preaching, full of boredom.

Going high and high-but  what has happened?

The bell is ringing, sharp noise. hammering the ears,

No, no, not the lovely bike's bell, it is alarm-clock,

Get up Dolly. "Gondola" has fallen-three cheers.

Dolly is now dressed-up, ready to go to school,

She again and again pets her beloved bike,

Reaches the gate, turns back, waves the little hand-

"Will meet in the evening, with all love and like-

-Dear bike."

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                                                                       =keshav dubey=

                                                                    (keshavdubey.com)

                                                                          26-8-2022

Nature The Child

 Nature,The Child

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 A child plays with the toy,

 Without any meaning or sense,
 Nature plays with the creation,
  And totally ignores our presence
                                                
The child pats the doll with love,
 Or throws it by the side,
 Nature keeps us on the lap,
 Or rolls us away, with stride.

 Doll is the means for infant-
 To keep him busy in game,
 Man is the puppet of nature,
 To play, and throw, the same.

 Why child is angry; nobody knows,
  He scatters the toys on the floor,
 When nature is furious-with cruel hands,
 Traps the man ,and closes the door.

 Next moment, the child is pleased,

With charming smile on his lips,

Nature also reflects the rainbow,,

A solemn up-rise, a divine dip.
 
   
  Nature is free to show his will,
  He is neither kind, nor wild,
  He is innocent, without sense,
 Nature is God's infant child.


 Nature and child both reflect, His Will,
  An invisible power, of supreme Hands,
 Call that Almighty by any Name,
 Beyond definition, His existence stands.
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                                                       (C) keshavdubey
                                                              7-8-'22
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Keshav Dubey in his own voice - Poetry on life and Beyond | "Blind Race"

WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM (48) Run with me

WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM (48) Run with me:   RUN WITH ME ****************** I told life- Don't run so fast, Wait a moment, Let me take the breathe, I am tired and faint. Life said...

WORD STREAM (48) Run with me

 

RUN WITH ME

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I told life-

Don't run so fast,

Wait a moment,

Let me take the breathe,

I am tired and faint.

Life said, "I can not wait,

If I stop to take breathe-

It will be last one for you.

Play, non-stop,

my game,

Let, run with me, your name,

And without me, your fame."

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      =keshav dubey=

                                                     9-5-2022

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