Natarajan Ramaseshan

When 'Bulls' become bullies
We have to
'Bear' the losses.
Investment portfolio is
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Flashy neon signs, funky billboards
Tourists throng here always in hordes
Trading hub, commercial center
Entertainment's epicenter!
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From where it comes, God only knows.
Like a war-plane in land of foes
It spins.swirls, swishes and then swoops
On a hapless man who shouts 'oops! '
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Day and night -
dark or bright,
our earth rotates.
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When
she smiles
an unblemished morning flower
unfolds.
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Engineers are not motivated-
motivations are often engineered.

Doctors make the
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An inimitable icon,
infallible idealist and
an endless source of
inexhaustible inspiration-
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Endless is the list of things its sells
Oh, here are a few that memory tells

Tangy oranges and tasty apples,
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Behold! tall and firm, she stands upright
Telling tales of freedom, day and night.
Beaming rays from her torch, 'Welcome' says,
To million folks with no means or ways
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The morn was cold, cloudy and dark
Half past seven, we did embark
On a trip to town of Gainesville.
It was nothing but God's sweet will!
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Festoons of fresh leaves
flutter and utter a
warm welcome to the
annual village fair.
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Worn-out clothes, a person discards
Fresh and new ones are on the cards.
Tattered bodies soul casts away
Takes up new ones to hold its sway.
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Idyllic for some, enchanting for some,
Lovely for some, lyrical for some,
Pleasant for some, pretty for some.
Winsome, wholesome and awesome.
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So, this is America, we are in.
Land of Lincoln, Washington, Franklin.
Confluence of cultures, languages and races
Where freedom with discipline embraces.
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Rows of rainbows, saw I with mirth
Not on the sky, but on this earth.
Bow on sky boasts of colours seven
Show on earth has all hues of heaven.
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Travel-weary thro' the arduous path of love,
Wilting under the weight of my emotions now
Let me give vent to them here, my dear
Anonymous is this-have no fear.
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Loudly beats the funeral drum and
laments at one house.
Soft music surges from the wedlock drum
at another place.
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She wore a golden yellow saree
With border of a reddish hue.
Rembrandt's portrait straight from gallery?
Angelo's sculpture turning true?
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Willow creek parkway at Lexington hills
Known as 'Nature's pathway', a trail that thrills.
Thistles and gold fields, cattails and sedges
Grow along the wet lands and on edges
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I went to music concert
And heard many songs
It gave me pleasure so much
For which my heart longs.
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