12 Jun 2013

A summer day at Newport

The 3 am early sunrise
River birds act as alarm clock
Day grows longer living its dream
Summer sunshine a treasure in a cold land
Glitters the souls that seek the fun of holidays

Hangouts with friends at the Newport city centre
Watching the buzz of crowd like curious kids
Listening to the street musicians soul tunes


The squirrels of the Belle Vue Park
Wander around the trees and greens
With no fear to the visitors
To find the it’s favorite nuts
Their acts reminds puppet shows
Amusing the kids who play around
Try to catch them out of curiosity
The grand oldies warm up with bowling
On the greens up the hill

Life froze when I sat on the bench
And gazed at the floral arrangement at the square
As the dawn refused to grace the lives
My wait for the stars and the night beauty of river usk
Led me to the walkway along the river
An old man taught me to pluck the chestnuts
From the chestnut tree near the sitting area
When I sit in company of the river
Dreams flew like the breeze from the river
And I walk back to the harrow road

When the lights on the footbridge spruce to life 


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26 Jul 2012

Rivalry




“Life is too short,
 It’s easy to hide in the cellars of revenge,
Raring to bruise with armors to spit fire
And spill the soil with blood of the fallen
 it’s easy to avoid the flags raised for peace,
 Today, you have the right, as you are hurt
Tomorrow, who knows,
The very thought of agony may be worthless,
When the very enemy you fight within
Stop existing in this world
That will be your time,your success
Victorious moments for your pride
You enjoy it, until you lose the adrenaline
Your enemy may go bust towards eternity,
Miles away from your vision,
Miles away from your silence and roars
 Forever,
And you may never get to see again,
Then the rivalry, the agony, the feeling of revenge,
 It will all become vogue,
 Like a pile of damaged currency notes,
with no value to serve anyone
With the conquered patches of parched territories
laying bare to tell the tales of sorrow
You can rest for a while
Until another ruthless mercenary rise
To challenge you to the brink "



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