Month: May 2013

thoughts

The Magic Show

A little while ago
there was a show
in the senate hall.

It was a magic show
people came in a flow
with children in majority.

The show began with a band
The magician came in grand
Dressed in gleaming attire.

He did the usual magic.
Starting with a card trick
and playing with currency.

With the interest mounting
among the gathering
he came to the main.

His wife was made to lie
She was cut into two in a tie
Then was put in a box.

Waving his magical wand
and to the music of the band
he opened the box.

His wife walked out in shape
unfastening a tape
A loud applause followed.

The magic show was entertaining
to all as it was refreshing
a break from the routine.

Things unbelievable do happen
in real life too in a sharpened
spacing letting out a shock.

Tags magic, Poem, show

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The lady of esteem
has a great a steam
She being dignified
and majestic in her looks
has a sharp screening eyes
and a lovely reasoning skill.
Speaks little with an understanding
Speaks truth without demanding
knowing well that truth is hard

Carrying herself elegantly
keeps t herself away from the crowd
Participating in occasions important
restraining from gathering unimportant
this being her way of life
right from the early years.

Hospitable she would be
in measured terms and outlook
not throwing extravagance
Spends she at reasonable levels
restraining from the irrational status.
This has been her schedule for long
right from her early years.

Family is prominent in her thought
Caring her husband and children
has been her stride always
She kept close to her sons in their formative age.
This has been her design for long
right from the early years,

Meantime she has lost many an opportunity
has forgotten many an interest
abandoned many a pursuit
But kept going with the family in its flow
fearing any distraction would halt the progress.
This has been her endearment for long
right from the early years

Losing herself in the milieu
she has gained a lot in the avenue
standing top of all the habitude
as a lady with a triumphant husband
and a mother with successful children
It is time for her to designate herself though late
and go about her life with her pursuits in the coming years.

Tags dignified, family, hospitality, Lady, measured, Poem, pursuits

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Paragon Of Love.—– Haiku

Beautiful thou art
in physique and in heart
an enviable love.

Adorable thou art
in charm and in manners
an enchanting love.

Entrancing thou art
in thought and in act
paragon of love.

Tags Love, paragon Haiku., Poem

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A Cat On The Wall

A black cat sat on the wall
He was black as coal.
pure black and shining on whole
with whiskers long and strong
and looks sharp and on wrong
was perched on it for long.

Looking at it for a while
was impressed by its style
sitting pretty with a bushy tail
seemed to think in a trail
the events that had sailed.

He sat there firm and decided
No thought of taking sides.
Looked unfazed like a statue
apparently thinking of avenues
to get going in an aptitude
releasing itself from servitude.

The cat at the most opportune moment
jumped from the wall on to the pavement.
Started to run in speed without turning
towards the woods in a winding
On reaching moved into the dense
away from the wall and the master thence.

Tags Cat, decided., Poem, wall

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Feel Of Touch

<emThe feel of touch is different.
Contexts play in the affront.
A mother,s touch is a blessing
as it is a fusion of love and care.
A lover's touch is a passion
as it blends romance and love.
The doctor's touch is a heal
as it diagnoses and directs.

Physical proximity have a say
commanding a respect and a detest.
Embracing is an outward display of love that of a mother's and a lovers
The hug of a mother is affection
The entwining of a lover too is affection
There lies a difference between the two
that of a show understandable.

Motherly advances are subtle with a placidity
The lover's intimacy is ebullient with excitement
The distinction is marked carrying it with a solace.
Cordiality has a silver touch that has to be handled
with a skill and tact bringing out a configuration
of amour and rapture in measured levels
providing a base for further build up while
executing a resolution of immense pleasure.

Tags Physical, Poem, touch

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Work Culture

Getting to work
has different looks.
Diligence is found in few
engrossment is seen in some.
Working with sincerity
is noticed in few
Doing it for the sake
is the attitude of many.
So goes the work
with a like and a dislike
with a compulsion to fulfil
where quality shrinks
and quantity overtakes
where pay packets play a role
and indulgence keeps out
seducing a withdrawal
and a thought to work
for the sake of it
working to keep the fire burning
for the reliability in society
together with the necessity for survival
and an edge over sustenance.

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Tags Culture, Poem, work

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Rise _Out Of Control

With the rise of sun
and the rise of inflation
there is a an inebriation
and a madness in station
releasing an apprehension
of the future and its propositions
as pay offs and pay outs of dispositions
have gone beyond any substitution
stressing on to a depression
leading to a drop in economical positions
allowing no discounts and no concessions
besieged with innumerable trials and tribulations
there departs the genial and benign transactions.

Tags Inflation, Poem, sun.price.

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Noisy And Quiet —— Haiku

Saw a dog
barking at everyone on road
looked very bold.

Saw another one
sitting quiet in a corner
seemed a loner.

A stone hurled
made the first one run
the other remained.

Tags Dog, noisy, Poem, Quiet.

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Leave The Rose.

Enamoured by the beauty of rose
refrain from plucking them
Seeing any one disturbing the flower
I experience a shiver and a tremor
Touching it gently would cause
slight irritation to the loveliness
The violent grab would create
a distraction and severe the poise.
Anything beautiful should be seen
from a distance with distinction
while even a deep breath
would harm the rose and lead to a fall
A shake and a pluck would pull out
the grace from its state of equanimity
making it dead and lifeless in no time.

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Small Things

I remember not great things
I remember small things
that pass out unnoticed
that gets out not transcribed
not knocking anyone’s attention
passing out like the clouds
that bring no rain
as small things to believe
bring no effect good or bad.