POETRY: NOBLE INTENTIONS

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By Kamlesh Tripathi

 NOBLE INTENTIONS

In the wardrobe of life,

For me it was always, a dress-up to the nines,

Where my intentions were noble,

Tongue a wee salty,

But my behaviour always upright.

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And where amid the jungles of life,

Reside those robust egos of all kinds,

And where what matters is not the noble intentions of

the tongue-tied,

But the crafty-slimy-sweet interpretations of the tongue that lies.

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And while I moan and bemoan,

To the sad rhythm of life,

I also foxtrot,

At the dance floor of life,

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While noble intentions are long-term,

Slimy-crafty and sweet tongue are short-term.

And upright behaviour has a fulcrum,

And all in the anvil of a life-term.

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But behaviour and noble intentions,

Appeared ancient,

For what mattered today,

Was crafty tongue and its interpretations.

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For if you want to rise,

Hold high,

The gossips and tricks of life,

And let noble intentions and upright behaviour,

Languish behind.

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For in the world of today,

There is no respite,

From the chicanery of life,

To the dangers in disguise.

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And while the crafty-sweet-slimy tongue,

clamours in glamour,

Noble intentions, salty tongue and upright behaviour,

Reap the long term honour.

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POETRY: THE ART OF SIMPLICITY

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By Kamlesh Tripathi

THE ART OF SIMPLICITY

Happiness lies in the art of simplicity,

Joy lies in the craft of simplicity,

Peace lies in the prowess of simplicity,

And divinity abodes in the womb of simplicity.

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Simplicity is the panacea for all times,

A tutor for bad times,

A compass for good times,

And a master-key for a lifetime.

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It is reverse of rigidity,

Averse to autocracy,

Opponent to glamour,

And an enemy of showbiz.

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In the run up to life,

It was always a game of might,

Where showbiz was hailed,

But simplicity ever stayed.

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In the mainstays of my life,

Though complexities were galore,

And glamour was endorsed,

Only simplicity was age old.

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For glamour and showbiz,

Fed on limelight,

Where glamour was gaudy,

And showbiz was shoddy.

Where simplicity looked like a enjoyable hobby.

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And then one day I realised,

Glamour and showbiz were finite,

Where simplicity was infinite,

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Is when I enchanted,

Without getting daunted,

To handhold the magic art of simplicity.

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