Srivishnu Rentala

My backyard is a place so nice and fine,
Touched by the blessing of golden sunshine.
It's air refreshed by the scent of white lilies
Blending with the colors of berries and cherries.
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If you scan the Earth at one quick glance,
You're sure to find yourself in a trance,
As what strikes effectively on our eye at first,
Is the color of the fluid that quenches our thirst.
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I would have thought twice and been wise
If I'd known such an issue would arise.
All the hours of staring at the television,
has got me into this disastrous position.
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A pink cloud descended upon dreamland,
And a mighty castle was built on it.
The whole area was under the command,
Of a wise young king of wit.
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We've been there through sands of joy and sorrow,
And faced each and every brave together;
We enjoyed today, never bothered about tomorrow;
Life just went by like a feather!
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It carried on its head a large grain of sand,
Helping its team-mates and giving them a hand.
If it's black then it's safe,
But if it's red, be brave.
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An arrow of despair
is all that's required
to bring everything
that's not desired.
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When people said God existed,
I knew they were talking about you.
Inspiring brats like us, unassisted
Can be done only by a few.
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In the shingles of Munisia Abbey
resided gaily a Dog and a Tabby.
It wasn't at all bizarre those days,
when dog and cat didn't put up a chase.
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Is it possible for us to procure,
a time with no trace of nefarious sufferings?
A myriad of children cannot secure
food, considered now as a daily blessing.
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Have you ever tried sitting under a sky so clear,
and by chance wondered why it is really queer?
In a jiffy it can change from a disastrous scene,
to a soothing, adorable sight never foreseen.
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The indifferent smell of dung and dry grass
may not be so pleasing and high-classed
Yet it excels the scent of smoke
that makes many people cough and choke.
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Passion streams from within,
he; who weaves magic.
Knitting together tales
with nothing more than words.
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I'm busy, yet I feel so free
What do I make of this mystery?
A plethora of goals to complete,
and patience running thin
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Oh dear lord! Shower me some love
to soothe the writhe that besieges me.
In pain I look up to the heavens above,
As I religiously worship thee.
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When seeds of sorrow,
In the middle of chaos
Overwhelm our welfare;
Don't go to a psychic
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It sounded like child's play:
To hold your head high
And to not be shy
As you let your voice astray.
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Close your eyes
and see through them.
Do you plunge head first
into eternal darkness,
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Drops of heaven drenched the deserts,
with a swift swipe swiveled the scorch away.
The air around scented with love,
as puddles of joy splashed above.
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There was that moment,
'twas a pleasure, so unreal;
a minute or two it might have lasted,
but cherished for days to come.
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