CHANGE THE VOICE
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abhorrent / aberrantaccept / exceptado / adieuadopt / adapt
adverse / averseaffect / effectafflict / inflictaggravate / irritate
allude / eludeallusion / illusion / delusionalternate / alternativeambiguous / ambivalent
amicable / amiableamoral / immoralamuse / bemuseanecdote / antidote
appraise / appriseascent / assentassume / presumeassure / ensure / insure
aural / oral / verbalaver / avowbare / bearbazaar / bizarre
breach / breechbridal / bridlebroach / broochcallus / callous
capital / capitolcensor / censurechord / cordcite / site / sight
climactic / climaticcomplement / complimentcompose / compriseconcurrent / consecutive
confident / confidant(e)connotation / denotationconnote / denoteconscious / conscience
contemptible / contemptuouscontinual / continuouscorrelation / corollarycouncil / counsel
decent / descent / dissentdefinitely / definitivelydemur / demuredesert / dessert
didactic / pedanticdisassemble / dissemblediscomfit / discomfortdiscreet / discrete
disillusion / dissolutiondisinterested / uninteresteddisperse / disbursedual / duel
economic / economicalelusive / illusiveemigrate / immigrate / migrateeminent / imminent
eminent / imminent / immanentempathy / sympathyendemic / epidemicentitle / title
entomology / etymologyenvelop / envelopeenvy / jealousyepidemic / pandemic
epigram / epigraphepitaph / epithetespecially / speciallyexalt / exult
exercise / exorciseexpedient / expeditiousextant / extentfacetious / factious / fatuous
faint / feintfarther / furtherfaze / phaseferment / foment
fictional / fictitious / fictivefiguratively / literallyflair / flareflaunt / flout
flounder / founderformerly / formallyformidable / formativefortunate / fortuitous
gambit / gamutgibe / jibegig / jiggorilla / guerrilla
grisly / gristly / grizzlyhale / hailhealthful / healthyhero / protagonist
historic / historicalhoard / hordehomonym / homophone / homographhone / home
imply / inferincredible / incredulousindeterminate / indeterminableindict / indite
inflammable / inflammatoryingenious / ingenuousinsidious / invidiousinstant / instance
intense / intensive / intentintrovert / extrovertirony / satire / sarcasmit's / its
laudable / laudatorylay / lieloath / loathelose / loose
luxuriant / luxuriousmarital / martialmean / median / averagemedal / meddle / mettle
metaphor / similemoral / moralemorbid / moribundnauseated / nauseous
naval / navelobjective / subjectiveoptimistic / pessimisticoverdue / overdo
palate / palette / palletparadox / oxymoronparameter / perimeterparody / parity
peak / peek / piquepeddle / pedal / petalpersecute / prosecutepersonal / personnel
pitiable / pitiful / piteous / pitilesspore / pourpractical / practicablepragmatic / dogmatic
precede / proceedprecedent / presidentpredominate / predominantpremier / premiere
prescribe / proscribepretentious / portentousprincipal / principleprophecy / prophesy
prostate / prostratequote / quotationrebut / refuteregrettably / regretfully
reluctant / reticentrespectfully / respectivelysac / sackscrimp / skimp
sensor / censor / censersensual / sensuoussimple / simplisticslight / sleight
stationary / stationerystatue / statutethan / thenthat / which
their / there / they'retortuous / torturoustroop / troupeturbid / turgid
unconscionable / unconsciousundo / undueunexceptional / unexceptionablevenal / venial
veracious / voraciouswave / waiveweather / whether / wetherwho / whom
who's / whosewreck / wreak / reekyour / you're
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A child's ignorant, innocent and obstinate mind,
Falls flat to sense an unseen soreness, and visualise a fatal future, and find
An acute bitterness of its sweetest chocolates' irresistible sweetness,
Until its decaying and gnawing teeth are forced, a dental drill, scaler or excavator to face!
A student's playful, frolicking and sportive disposition,
And constant avoidance of studies, falls flat to realise and perceive,
How much he hoodwinks himself, and how much he does deceive,
Until his classmates skip to the upper grades, and he tastes a shameful detention!
An arrogant young man's wild, wanton and licentious caprice,
Falls flat to discern, deliberate and abide by,
The noble behest of continence, and the celestial joy of Celibacy,
Until his unruly indulgence drowns him in a sea of repentance, until his grief does suffice!
An agressive, alcoholic and contemptible man's commonsense,
Falls flat to foresee perils of depravity, and indecency's consequence,
Until his hired lawyer's wit is outwitted by Time, and he is badly defeated by God's Logic,
And is sentenced to hell to spend the rest of his life behind the bars terrible and tragic!
Thus, one must obey the calls of Conscience, and keep one's mind under control,
One must follow the useful injunctions inscribed by the wise and the prudent,
One must strive heart and soul to vanquish temptations to reach one ultimate goal,
Then only can one win the game of life, and one shall be called a Yogi or a Saint!
Copyright ©️ Dr Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 30.12.2021
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Question
Is slow an adjective and slowly an adverb? — Maryam, Iran
Answer
Usually slow is used as an adjective and slowly is used as an adverb, but slow can also be used as an adverb. When an adverb does not have the usual -ly ending it is called a flat adverb or plain adverb and it looks the same as its adjective form.
English teachers will tell you to use slow as an adjective and add -ly when making it an adverb, but in casual speech, informal writing (such as text messages or e-mails to a friend), and even some formal writing slow is often used as an adverb. (Note: Slowly is never used as an adjective.)
Not all flat adverbs have an -ly form (for example, soon is both an adjective and an adverb, and soonly is not a word), but when they do have an -ly form, that is what is preferred by English teachers in formal writing. Below are some example sentences showing how slow and slowly are used.
Slow as an Adjective:
Snails are slow movers.
Learning a new language can be a slow process.
He had a slow horse that never won a race.
They took a slow walk through the park.
Slow and Slowly as Adverbs:
The cars on the road are all moving slow/slowly.
She stood up slow/slowly after falling off her bike.
Her son ate so slow/slowly that it was bedtime when he was finally finished.
The computer was running so slow/slowly that he didn't finish his homework on time.
Notice that in the above sentences, the adverb comes after the verb. Slow and slowly are usually interchangeable when they come after the verb. However, when the adverb comes before the verb, it only sounds natural to use slowly. Below are some example sentences showing this. In each one, slow would never be used.
The snail slowly climbed the wall.
We slowly realized what was happening.
The cashier slowly counted the money.
Slowly, over many years, the boys became friends.
2. TOPIC: PROPER USAGE OF IT & THIS
Difference Between It And This | Grammar, Meaning & Usage | Explained With Important Examples – WABS TALK
November 15, 2018 admin
Teacher: Look at this question.
Student: It is one of the most difficult.I tried to solve but couldn’t.I need your help.
In the above dialogues It & This have been used differently and leaving you with a question when to use this and it because the usage seems to be indistinguishable but these pronouns are different from each other in many ways.
Main Difference – It vs This
It and this are another two words that confuse many English learners. Although both these words can be considered as pronouns, there is a difference in their grammar. The main difference between it and this is that it is a third person singular personal pronoun whereas this is a demonstrative adjective and pronoun. The functions and meaning of these two words also change due to the differences in their grammatical categories. In addition, it is mainly used with animals, and non-living things whereas this can be used to refer to people as well.
This article explains,
It – Grammar, Meaning and Usage
It is the third person singular personal pronoun. It is often used to refer to animals or non-living things. It can be used as a subject and an object.
Example: The dog was taken to the vet since it looked ill.
Example: The waiter brought a tray with two glasses on it.
It is also used as the subject of sentences about time, weather, and distance.
Example: It’s half past nine.
Example: It rained last night.
It is also used as the subject when there is no identifiable doer or actor.
Example: It is important to learn about history.
Example: It is impossible to enter the castle without being seen.
It can also emphasize a part of a sentence.
Example: It is the course which helped me to improve my soft skills.
Example: It is the institute which organise indoor competitions, survey sessions and weekend workshops.
This – Grammar, Meaning and Usage
This is a demonstrative adjective and a pronoun. Since it and this is mostly confused due to their functions as pronouns, we’d specifically look at this as a pronoun in this article.
This is used to identify a specific person or thing close by or being indicated or experienced
Example: This is the Spoken English Institute I told you about.
Example: Is this Public Speaking Session taking place?
This is used to introduce someone or something
Example: This is my mentor Mr.Reuben Singh.
Example: This is the best Institute to learn soft skills.
It vs This – Confusion in Usage
It’s my mother
This is my mother
Most people are confused about the difference between sentences like the above examples. What is the exact difference between them? The main difference between them is that it identifies the person, and this introduces the person.
If you are introducing your mother to your friends, you can say “this is my mother.” But, if you get a call from your mother when you are with your friends, and you want to identify the caller, you’ll say ‘it’s my mother.’
Gender
It is used with non-living things and animals. (neuter gender)
This can be used with female, male and neuter genders.
Identify vs Introduce
It is used to identify a person.
This is used to introduce a person.
Time, weather and distance
It can be used as the subject in statements about time, weather, and distance.
This cannot be used in statements about time, weather, and distance.
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Oh! Love is a hollow bubble without Trust,
It floats in the uncertain and insecure confluence of rivers only to burst!
It is, like a Tower, built on the plinth firm, loyal, spontaneous and intrinsic,
Else It may tumble at any moment for want of strength indispensable and basic!
Love without Trust is a rootless tree;
That can never grow straight and erect to receive air fresh, hygienic and free,
That gets too stunted and dwarfed to reach the Sun for sufficient light of joy,
In life's sky the clipped wings of ecstasy fail to fly as those of a handmade toy!
Love, without Trust, is a mountain of iron;
That is eroded by the salty winds of narcissism, possessiveness and suspicion!
Even the most fertile lands turn worse than deserts devoid of greenery and bliss,
Let alone heydays, life becomes a curse, being deprived of an ounce of peace!
Let's, thus, all of us, to relish in life heavenly Ambrosia, love with Trust,
What has already been tasted by Gangadhar Meher, Wordsworth and Robert Frost!
Copyright ©️ Dr Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 28.12.2021
Do stretch a hand of help to the destitute and poor,
Do sweeten those lives deprived, tortured and sour!
Do fulfill, without resentment, the needs of the needy,
Do give up fast, the company of the lecherous and greedy!
Be a blissful vision and the brightest ray of light for the blind,
Be a guiding beacon for the shipwrecked and misguided mankind!
Be a sweetiful cause for someone's long awaited and sought after smile,
Do remember Frost, "You have to march alone, before you sleep, many a mile!
Be forever a rock strong prop of the crippled and the lame,
Do relinquish all that invites showers of disgrace and shame!
Do quit the queue that hankers after nefarious name and fulsome fame,
Do fight life's battle like a lion, and play like Dhyan Chand your life's game!
Be a wiping kerchief to soak someone's genuine and valuable tears,
Do try to be a replica of Lord Ram's squirrel to render your service with cheers!
Be as generous as the King Harishchandra, an epitome of action Preacher,
Dig not a ditch for others; be for the thirsty a cool and quenching pitcher!
Do flow, like the ever bounteous Ganga, your laudable munificence,
Do possess inside, like the sane coconut shell, all the invaluable essence!
Be unperturbed and unbudging, like the tolerant and resistant mountain,
Do rejoice and dance joyously in others' success and happiness like a fountain!
Be softer than the Shiuli flowers, and fresher than the monsoon showers,
Be sweeter than the sweetest sugarcanes with the blessings of the Spiritual Powers!
Don't follow the foul means to earn 'The bad master and a good servant' called money,
Be loyal and devoted in your duty, to keep forever your life's firmament sunny!
Do refresh and refine your aura with the fragrance of noble deeds,
Do sow in the fallow lands of life, to be blessed with my Grace, the Virtue Seeds!
Do bury the corpse of your hateful and heinous habits at the earliest,
Or else, you shall be divested of precious peace, solace and eternal Rest!
Neither be a pestering pest nor have eyes to find only others' fault and defect,
In all weathers have faith in God, the finest Creator and the greatest Architect!
Be sincere like Time, broad like the Sky and merciful like the Sea, to all,
Then only can you, without fail, beat the grave, and shall remain immortal!
Copyright ©️ Dr Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 22.12.2021
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Oh! Still too minute an algae in the Sea of literature I am,
In its boundless sagacity, fathomless depth and limitless wit!
Multitudes of its votaries triumphantly in the past in it swam,
Deadly daredevilry indeed, and pretty impudence must be mine,
Should I ever impertinently speak I could swim and float an inch on it,
For, Eons to wait to reach to stand steadily only on its Shore's perfection line!
Yes, I am a staggering and stumbling kite of of a sheer neophyte,
So, the less I soar, the more I fall!
Hence, to embark on a stiff, steep and flabbergasting flight,
Mine is too raw and soft a mind to acquire and assimilate the poetic acumen all;
All the same, propels the rudder of this pilot, inept and dull a sharp sanguineness,
Filling the fuel tank of confidence, picking the key of Divine Light,
He hones his insight, and harnesses his unceasing inquisitiveness,
To hit the target for the literary world's delight, before falls his life's night!
*All the same - however
Copyright ©️ Dr Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 18.12.2021
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YES, YOU CAN CALL ME A HOLLOW MAN OR A MODERN COLOSSAL NOUGHT.
Yes, you can call me a Hollow Man or a modern colossal nought,
For, you can find naught in me magnanimous or magnificent.
I am merely a parasitic entity or existence in favour of the bounty Divine,
I am seldom a man, sometimes in the company of the swampy swine,
At other times, in the disgusting role of a wild, pernicious porcupine,
And every evening I am an elite sponge of a brothel fully wet with wine!
Sometimes on my sham and simulated lips I do grin a great deal and smile,
At other times, I do store sins, and accumulate money ill gotten and vile,
Very often I am rampantly thirsty of sowing suspicious and savage breed,
All the time, I am raptly hungry of reaping the grains of malice, envy and greed!
However, sometimes I live on the forbidden and sordid food,
At other times, I culture and nurture nothing noble, useful, worthwhile or good,
Very often I lie, loot, rip and rape without any pinch of compunction or pity,
And forever, I construct the castles of reveries to live and reign for eternity!
Copyright ©️ Dr Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 18.12.2021
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FLATTERY
Oh! The sweet-bitter kisses of fictitious and malicious flattery,
Cut faster than the sharpest guillotines, and pierce deeper;
Albeit so alluring to the ears, as honey to the tongue, they beat, at length, chilli's flavour,
When the susceptible flattered feel their real pinch, it's too late for ' No thanks and sorry'!
Oh! The delicious-deadly smooches of the malevolent flattery,
Seem more appetizing than the scrumptious and mouth watering reasoned curry;
Notwithstanding they seduce the gullible flattered to come to their hook's grip,
Alas! It's always to late for remorse and repentance once after a merry go trip!
Oh! The flucky- fatal hugs of the venomous flattery,
Guarantee at first sight of sumptuousness, warmth and luxury,
Entrap the flattered enticing first with a sham show of a coveted lottery,
Alas! It's always too late realize and try to restore one's much squandered treasury!
Thus, let's all bid 'Flattery' in any form an early and cautious adieu,
Else, we will face the fates of the foolish, greedy bees lethal, sugary glue!
Copyright ©️ Dr Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 16.12.2021
O God! May You be kind enough to shower with profuse generosity,
Your Grace on Vishnu, on this auspicious day of his Sacred Thread Ceremony,
So that he leads a life of simplicity, humility, integrity, sanity and serenity,
And the Sky of his life remains ever clear, cloudless, bright and sunny!
O God! May You be pleased enough to pour with abundant magnanimity,
Your Blessings on Vishnu, on this auspicious day of his Sacred Thread Ceremony,
So that he loves truth, transparency, peace, duty, diligence and impartiality,
He saves Virtue wealth for the rainy days instead of gold, insurance or money!
O God! May You be compassionate enough to bestow with lavish benevolence,
Your favours on Vishnu, on this auspicious day of his Sacred Thread Ceremony,
So that he ever chooses in life nothing else but Abou Ben Adhem's noble company,
He loves humanity, lives for the mankind and makes out Immortality's Essence!
O God! These are the boons we seek from You for Vishnu with total submission,
And hope with obeisance that You will take them into Your kind Consideration!
N. B. A prayer from Papa and Mama
Vishnu is the son of the poet. This poem was composed on his Sacred Tread Ceremony held on 3rd February, 2022.
Copyright ©️ Dr, Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 05.02.2021
O my Dear! "Even an ape is more charming and and alluring in its sparky youth!"
As you know the common adage in Sanskrit; then how can we ignore the truth,
That your features are blessed with a blooming blossom's grace, tenderness and vivacity?
But, the Keatsian Beauty, that adorns your heart, shines to me more than the purest gold's purity!
O my Dear! The petal like softness of your tone stirs me more than a sweetest song,
The rare humility, that you symbolise, hums to my ears eager, enchanted and far flung,
Your honey bee's generosity generates an enviable and illuminating aura around you,
The most vital facet of your character is, like the modern multitude, you never change your hue!
O my Dear! Due to all these most fertile factors you are ever glued to my Soul so near:
My selfless love for you is never soiled by any evil motives of a promiscuous liar,
My eternal love for you will ever shine more steadily than a beacon in the wildest tempest,
And joyously you will recite the refrain of my love, "I alone could pass your Love's litmus test!"
Copyright ©️ Dr Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India
"Roam here Roam, and to your heart's content, lick this sweet stick of lollypop,
Until, with some toys for you to play and romp, we return from the nearest toy shop."
In an instant uttered two soft, pampering and enchanting tongues in unison,
Thus, the credulous and confident Roam did roam and relish at a busy railway station,
As long as the taste of the lollypop lasted, and he was in a realm of blissful oblivion!
But, while jumping with joys dreaming of the toys dashed Roam against a couple,
Who with dams of compassion and springs of sympathy lifted the baby cute and supple!
Then only did Roam rumble with an outcry of scare to look for his Mom and Dad,
Alas! Roam's anxiety, like a tidal sea, swelled every passing instant, and he was sad,
Past the powers of pens to pen, above width of the Sky, and beyond the length of the land!
Then, Roam's heart wailed, "Why did you carry me into the light of the world?
Both of you do tell, "Whom shall I call now my Mom, and whom shall I address Dad?
Whose bosoms will be my softest and safest pillows to slumber at night with comforts?
Whose loving hands will feed me dottingly when I am, with hunger impatient and mad?
Whose healing words of balm, warmest hugs of cares and concerns will cure my hurts?
But, neither Roam's unmarried Mom nor his bachelor Dad did ever return,
Thus, Roam sobbed and slept on a concrete chair of the platform with a 'Heart Broken';
As if to ask God, "What is my sin to be abandoned daily like garbage after I'm born?
What is the permanent remedy for this unbearable Malady of my Tribes fateless?
And, how long will we be thrown like stinking dung by our biological parents shameless?
1st Roam : move about
2nd Roam: the name of a boy who is born of an unmarried couple
Copyright ©️ Dr Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 13.12.2021
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MY BATTERED LIFE IN A NUT SHELL
Ah! At the very dawn of my troublesome life
I was over exposed to an adverse strife
That has been till today too acutely rife,
Coerced me to walk on a sharp edged pang-knife.
Dawn usually ushers all into a bright, jolly, de-light
To watch gleefully the recession of gloomy, grief-night
To bask blithely in the warmth of the gay, smiling Sun
To re-start a jocund journey of joy, humour and fun.
But, alas! The merciless deluge of misery inundated me,
Snatched my Father forever from my marooned family
When I was barely one and half years. Who can bear to see?
Still today I cannot recollect his contour, and how was he.
The buffets of poverty was so bitterly devastating and strong
That it left me flip and flap my helpless limbs like battered wings
In the tumultuous space of sorrows chronic, deep and long
Ah! An inaudible, convulsive epic my tortured, deprived life sings!
Yet, blame I not either the Almighty or my soured, wretched Fate
Content enough I am to play the dignified part assigned till death.
Resolved, never to embitter anyone’s life with my insipid bitterness
Sworn solemnly to run lonely, steadily until ends my honest Race.
©Shankar D Mishra 02 .03.2017
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Only if I could grasp your tantalizing ‘Silence’ golden
To sculpt out of that a charming, alluring chain
To dangle fondly around my keen, fervent neck
To relish like a mountaineer on the enticing Everest Peak!
Only if I could enter your invincible fancy garden
To suck the sweet nectar like a voracious drone
To slake and satiate my infinite twitchy appetite
To be flittering, fluttering on the blooms in delight!
Only if I could have an easy access to your heart-throne
As an unrivalled modern Jason there to rule and reign
Set up a novel, unprecedented Empire
Most enviable would be to the onlookers’ glare!
Only if I could swim in your life’s blithe lake
Like a ferry to deliver my rapt impulses at stake
To heave a deep, content sigh of ecstatic relief
To soften with your silvery touch my guest grief.!
@Shankar D Mishra 31.12.2016
O my dear, loving children,
I render in your hands the mundane Earth’s rein,
To take proper care of all other creatures,
Abiding by the injunctions of My Holy Scriptures!
You are my representatives ablest and loyalest,
Who can feel My heaviest burdens to unburden Me a little,
Who can efficiently and indiscriminately lead the rest,
Who are blessed with the Reason to earthly problems settle!
Sometimes, you have to undergo trial and tribulation,
So that you will never follow the path of breach and deviation,
You will never deem yourselves the sole Masters of My Domain,
You will never blindly deprive yourselves of returning to Heaven!
Hope, all of you will read and remember my Maha Shivratri’s Letter,
And, you will try your utmost to make the Earth of My Dream, better!
N.B: 1. The above poem is inspired by Guruji Varada Shenoy’s post, “I KNOW NOTHING NOW. WILL SOMEONE TEACH ME WHY WE ARE ON EARTH THIS LIFETIME?” TQ GURUJI.
2. Maha Shivratri is being celebrated in Odisha, India today.
Glossary:
Mundane – about the physical world
Rein – controlling power
Abiding by - obeying
Injunctions – orders/instructions
Trial and tribulation – sufferings
Breach and deviation – violation/breaking of moral code of conduct
Deem - consider
Domain – province/kingdom
©Shankar D Mishra, 08.06.2018
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O Captain! No Captain! You can't leave us marooned, and abandon,
You can't, with your saddest and gloomiest departure, make us forlorn!
You can't urge us to rely, "A darkest and longest night fell at a foggy, cloudy noon!"
We too can't accept the sourest Bane, that was less than a year ago a sweetest Boon!
O Captain! No Captain! You can't depart just before the victory vessel is ashore,
You can't, when you should soar at the highest altitude, lie like a log on the floor!
You can't compel us to recite an elegy while the chorus is rehearsing a Triumph Song,
You can't go so early, or we will wail and our arch rivals will revel and grow strong!
O Captain! No Captain! Time can't be so cruel so as to separate you from us,
Ah! Mother India can't bear to be bereaved of another Vikram Sarabhai or Bose!
Thus, O Captain! Do wake up at this instant to assure this to us all:
"I had an urgent meeting with God with regard to our Country's safety and integrity,
And, I will soon alight from the IAF Mi-17V5 helicopter with His missives celestial,
To join duty with more gallantry, devotion, allegiance, patriotism and sincerity!"
N. B. This poem, inspired by Walt Whitman's elegy, "O Captain! My Captain" is dedicated to late General Bipin Rawat, India's first CDS (Chief of Defence Staff) who, along with his wife Madhulika Rawat, an Army Brigadier, and ten others perished when an Indian Air Force (IAF) Mi-17V5 helicopter carrying them crashed into a heavily wooded area of the Coonoor ghat in the Nilgiris in western Tamil Nadu on Wednesday afternoon, at about 12.20 pm on 8th December,2021.
Copyright: Dr. Shankar D Mishra Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 09.12.2021
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If there were no trees
Where could blow gentle breeze?
Where could we get cool rains?
How could grow sweet grains?
How could we get freezing shades
Relieve from the fiery Sun our heads?
How could save we floods and droughts?
Yes, grass to sprout could display doubts…
What would happen to our life then?
All would scamper out of pain,
Hi-tech science would doze in vain
Could not survive a single chain
Nothing but Silence over here reign!
Whom would the Earth lavishly entertain?
To enjoy all and praise His creation
So, let’s be all to them kind and humane.
Copyright: Dr. Shankar D Mishra, Lecturer in English, Kalinga Bharati Sanskrit College, At/ Balichandra Pur, Jajpur
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Thank thee, o the long awaited monsoon rains
For, the singeing Earth was shrieking and cringing in pains,
Thy healing touch will quench the homes, domes and dens
Will bring in greenery washing away the soiled stains!
Now Nature will dance under a greenish, garnish gown
None can be scared of the ardent Sun’s frown
Peace will prevail in the country, city and town
For, to sway thy term, thou hast descended adorning thy rain crown.
But, alas! Is it thy own crime
That the soothing showers of thine
Can hardly pacify the lusty, lustful and miry flames of mine?
For which I can neither reconcile nor whine
For which I have been long since pining like a lusty swine,
For, I have to respect what they say the behest of Time.
Copyright: Dr. Shankar D Mishra
N. B. This poem was composed in 2003 when the poet was a bachelor.
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