Renu Beri Poems

Isolation definitely seems to be
The sole purpose of such as we,
The human race,
That has terrors to face,
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Bright, colourful, vibrant, joyous,
Are the flowers of St---,
Flitting about in the campus,
Presenting a glorious picture.
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We read about her in magazines,
We see her on television,
She graces the screen of many a theatre,
Where crowds jostle just to see her.
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Embossed on the cluttered canvas of my mind
Is a man unknown and seen only once,
Not a famous politician or a popular artist,
Neither a playboy nor a handsome brat,
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The tiny droplets were welcomed by everyone,
Having come after the long reign of the sun,
A period of exhausting heat, dust and sweat,
How lovely it was to feel the drops wet!
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A delicate, yellow butterfly
Lingered above the tall, green grass,
Gaily intercepted by a few bushes,
Having tiny, yellow and red flowers.
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A leaf hung on a large mango tree,
A tiny green leaf, looking downwards.
Bright, fresh and youthful green,
The colour of life, prosperity and love,
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The sun slid from his heavenly throne
To sleep in the depths of the ocean.
The sky bid him a glorious farewell,
In shades of bright red and golden.
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A picture hung
A heart sung
Love clung,
And
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The vessels smashed- crash, clash, clang
The children shouted and loudly sang,
The wife screamed waving her hands,
"You clumsy oaf! How can you stand?
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