Month: June 2013

Trees Going Bald.

Trees become bare in autumn
with leaves falling
They seem to have gone bald
a peculiar description.
The bald gives a curious expression
having shed their greenery
and looking deserted
losing all their finery
linking only to the barks
that remain all throughout.
The appropriateness of bald
renders a lively description
that which has not been used
and that which gives an accuracy..
Baldness is permanent
recovery being possible
only through modern scientific
hair transplantation
but the trees going bald
are temporary change
as the appearing takes place
in a short tenure.

Tags bald, Poem, Trees

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The Rains At Random

The rain was little
pouring intermittently
and the land got wet
in a section
enough for the plants
to remain green

Expecting copious rain
but receiving only little
the plants were struggling
hard to get through
as they were in a stage
of collapse

Rains are playing of late
not falling on time
but failing always
if not with little showers
insufficient for sustenance
and productive living.

Rains in certain parts
pour in excess
flooding the rivers
inundating the area
causing a havoc.

The extremes get nowhere
bringing suffering untold
affecting production
disturbing nature
releasing a concern.

Tags Effect, Poem, rains

thoughts

The Cone

Post author By meenas17
Post date June 2, 2013
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it was a cone
looking like a bone
brown in tone
packed with ice cream
filled up to the ream
it was a strawberry gleam
smacking it happy
made the tongue tipsy
and the throat freezing
The cone was crispy in the out
and delicious in the inside
giving it a tasteful trend
and an enjoyable blend.

Tags Blend, delicious, Poem, trend

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The Value——Haiku

Things are done
for the sake of doing
not with interest.

Doing with interest
extends a style and manner
enhancing its value.

Value is important.
than any other criteria really
raising it high.

Tags Poem, value. criteria.

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The Project

In a way it was destructive
causing a major rout
in a form very much derivative
weighing the pros and cons in a clout
it brought in much rancour
that caused a succour.

Heading towards destruction
nothing could be done to stop it
but a temporary infusion
was getting headway to shut down
the project to a close
lest it would lead to blows.

The agitation was headway
and there was turmoil
as the people were in the causeway
protesting against the induction boiling
at the injury it would set once inaugurated
creating a disturbance to peace intimidated

The upheaval spread across in speed.
the politicians were full with greed
The public were adamant in their call
willing to sacrifice their lives in the fall
the administration was desperate
but could not suppress the rising of late.

The project got dumped into hold.
The people emerged triumphant and bold
The government was fuming and fretting
as it had lost many of its backing.
The support of the people around is a must
for any project to take off without test.

Tags People, Poem, project, support

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A Perfectionist.

As she was going on to a distant land
with her friends all in a band
she was busy browsing online
getting to know the country fine
made a list of places to see
and what to shop in a spree.
Where to stay in comfort
scouring through the net
to seek places where vegan food is found
and how to manage without food moving around.
She was busy with all arrangements
as she is one who pays attention to all instalments
wanting to make the trip enjoyable and memorable
she was working on it with attempts great and desirable
A great perfectionist she is and she would never budge.

Tags perfect, Poem, Sincere

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It is Peanuts

Calling it peanuts
gives a tone of jeer
It is nuts
also reflects the sneer.
Why this attribution ?
Makes me wonder
feeling it is not a distribution
that keeps them asunder.
It is then why I reflect
nothing gets deflected
As I go on thinking this
I get too many denials in the list.
To keep my mind off
I have to resort to a break
in the form of a sleep off
maintained in the track.

Tags contempt, jeer, nuts, peanuts, Poem

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The Return of The native.

The return of the native
to the helm of affairs
sounds strange and naive
a really uninteresting surface.

Age has gone by
Times have changed.
The solicited try
is not to be aimed.

None is above things
Let them be tall or short
Their designated sings
are money bought.

The lure for money
attracts the young and old
and the enticing is not funny
as money makes one cold and bold.

With the handsome returns
no septuagenarian would refuse
the comfortable roll outs in turns
as they could put the perks to great use.

The native comes back
with a new sojourn and chance
he gets back to the task
leaving out no bounce.

Tags ., perks, Poem, refuse, return

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A Consolation

Having lived all these years
with experiences both costly and dear
passed on the days with mirth and cheer
dotted with mock and jeer
spotted with sadness and strain
the heart bearing the pain.
Am not alone in this world
but so many others live in this world
with stock and pile of feelings
both good and bad dealings
come in successive retinue
standing in a long queue.
The consolation of not being alone
wis enough to induce a quick tone
of equanimity and juxtaposition
leading to a lively resolution.