PRUDENCE
(WHITNEY)
Learn to save
for rainy days.
Fun indeed,
going on binge-
Short-term joy.
Being thrifty
helps maintain a balanced life.
The Whitney form, created by Betty Ann Whitney, has exactly seven lines. Syllable Pattern: 3,4,3,4,3,4,7.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
THE SONG OF LIFE
Music
Is what I enjoy most
At all times hot or cold
When I am depressed
It gets me back into a mood
And proceed with mundanes.
Song
In rhyme or verse
Attracts me best
Helps me forget
Stress at work
Or the pressures of home.
Harmony
Which strengthens relationships
To share and care for all
The song of Life
The spirit of freedom
I crave to have.
Music
Is what I enjoy most
At all times hot or cold
When I am depressed
It gets me back into a mood
And proceed with mundanes.
Song
In rhyme or verse
Attracts me best
Helps me forget
Stress at work
Or the pressures of home.
Harmony
Which strengthens relationships
To share and care for all
The song of Life
The spirit of freedom
I crave to have.
TRAFFIC JAM
Whew! Caught again!
Indeed, it is a pain!
The angry snarling rows
Of never ending traffic.
Disorderly, lacking discipline,
Criss-Cross on the roads
Blocking all the exits,
Angry drivers honking
Like the pack on the street barking,
Pell-mell out there,
No one can go ahead from here.
What’s this? Said the tourist to the cabbie
Oh Sir, this is the peak hour traffic!
A policeman comes from somewhere
Inhaling the fumes and dust from the vehicles
A wave of hand to the left, and then to the right,
Yippee! His hands have worked magic.
Vehicles have started moving on…..
Soon it’ll be time for us to proceed
Patience, my dear Sir, it’s a traffic jam you’re in.
Thank your stars if you succeed to get out
Be in time to get your flight,
Lucky if don't get caught in the traffic jam again!
Whew! Caught again!
Indeed, it is a pain!
The angry snarling rows
Of never ending traffic.
Disorderly, lacking discipline,
Criss-Cross on the roads
Blocking all the exits,
Angry drivers honking
Like the pack on the street barking,
Pell-mell out there,
No one can go ahead from here.
What’s this? Said the tourist to the cabbie
Oh Sir, this is the peak hour traffic!
A policeman comes from somewhere
Inhaling the fumes and dust from the vehicles
A wave of hand to the left, and then to the right,
Yippee! His hands have worked magic.
Vehicles have started moving on…..
Soon it’ll be time for us to proceed
Patience, my dear Sir, it’s a traffic jam you’re in.
Thank your stars if you succeed to get out
Be in time to get your flight,
Lucky if don't get caught in the traffic jam again!
A BIRTHDAY
It’s going to be my birthday before long,
So what? It’s just another day to get along.
Said my counterpart nonchalantly
But it’s special! said I proudly
Nothing much but another day in the week.
But it’s the day we seek,
After waiting throughout the year,
Eagerly awaiting as it draws near.
A Birthday’s not another day as every day is.
It is the
Best day in one’s Life
In spite of the odds, to
Rejoice, recall and evoke
The Blessings of the Lord and others
However we may be with them at other times
Delve, discuss and debate as to what to buy,
About the place of the party, get together et al,
You now know, it’s a wonderful day.
A day which calls for celebration
A day which helps forget worries, Undoubtedly
A day where one grows older
A day which makes you wiser
A day when you can share and love
A day when you forgive your enemies
A day to look your best
A day to pass any test
A BIRTHDAY- it’s exclusively yours.
It’s going to be my birthday before long,
So what? It’s just another day to get along.
Said my counterpart nonchalantly
But it’s special! said I proudly
Nothing much but another day in the week.
But it’s the day we seek,
After waiting throughout the year,
Eagerly awaiting as it draws near.
A Birthday’s not another day as every day is.
It is the
Best day in one’s Life
In spite of the odds, to
Rejoice, recall and evoke
The Blessings of the Lord and others
However we may be with them at other times
Delve, discuss and debate as to what to buy,
About the place of the party, get together et al,
You now know, it’s a wonderful day.
A day which calls for celebration
A day which helps forget worries, Undoubtedly
A day where one grows older
A day which makes you wiser
A day when you can share and love
A day when you forgive your enemies
A day to look your best
A day to pass any test
A BIRTHDAY- it’s exclusively yours.
TWILIGHT
At crossroads during the sunset of Life
As days bygone are brought to reminiscences
Without cares or worries, with anxieties and tensions
The ebbs and flows in the familial Ocean
To gratify desires of all and sundry,
With resultant brickbats or bouquets
The fallacy of this world has been understood.
Uncomplicated matters have become complex
The ogre of malevolence, envy, prejudice
Would never ever unravel simple truths
All that is left at this instant
Is to introspect and discern
The spirit and Origin of Man
Riches or scarcity, fame or name
Aren't matters of bother any longer.
While awaiting everlasting peace, undeterred,
Relentlessly, day after day
At crossroads during the sunset of Life
As days bygone are brought to reminiscences
Without cares or worries, with anxieties and tensions
The ebbs and flows in the familial Ocean
To gratify desires of all and sundry,
With resultant brickbats or bouquets
The fallacy of this world has been understood.
Uncomplicated matters have become complex
The ogre of malevolence, envy, prejudice
Would never ever unravel simple truths
All that is left at this instant
Is to introspect and discern
The spirit and Origin of Man
Riches or scarcity, fame or name
Aren't matters of bother any longer.
While awaiting everlasting peace, undeterred,
Relentlessly, day after day
Progression
Walking along the bitumen roads,
Engulfed by gargantuan structures
Gleaming in the sunshine offering a cold stare.
Reminiscent of the locale that man hath dare,
To create his environment, caring for none.
Destroying foliage, flora and fauna,
As if they mean little to him any more.
On the highway, angry horns blare
Whilst passers by make way for the guys in scurry
Who's forgotten all and sundry are in hurry.
In this world of Internet and cyber cafes
With machines superior to live faces
Human kind has become egoistic some more...Alas!
The expansion bubble is about to contract,
Things in society are not intact.
Felony, horror, malevolence on the rise,
One has to STOP! To ponder twice...
Who hath brought this self-destruction!
In the voyage of progression.
Walking along the bitumen roads,
Engulfed by gargantuan structures
Gleaming in the sunshine offering a cold stare.
Reminiscent of the locale that man hath dare,
To create his environment, caring for none.
Destroying foliage, flora and fauna,
As if they mean little to him any more.
On the highway, angry horns blare
Whilst passers by make way for the guys in scurry
Who's forgotten all and sundry are in hurry.
In this world of Internet and cyber cafes
With machines superior to live faces
Human kind has become egoistic some more...Alas!
The expansion bubble is about to contract,
Things in society are not intact.
Felony, horror, malevolence on the rise,
One has to STOP! To ponder twice...
Who hath brought this self-destruction!
In the voyage of progression.
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