Month: June 2013

The Burst .

All evils put together.
All venom collected in a bottle
All greed contained in a filter.
All audacity filled in a container.
All deceit gathered in a platter.
All rudeness taken in a crater.
There seems to be all in each different utensils
exposed to the world at large
and with one escape the world would fly
and with another leak it would sink.
yet one more seepage would destroy
and finally the last burst would make the world die .
Perish does the world where there is formulated an extinction.
With that the world is no more to be found.

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A few Bad Human.

Most human are good
but few are bad
enough to spoil
sufficient to destroy
even willing to annihilate.
The few would be enough
to bring misfortune to all
with their dire actions
terrific blows and hatred
striking vengeance and spilling venom.
These few create an outbreak
maligning all to a casualty
forcing a destruction and destroy
making life unpleasant
and rendering a regular threat
disturbing the ambience
and making the world unfit to live.

Tags Bad, human, Poem

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He is A Man.

Up on the hills lived a man
who had very little for himself
but liked to share with all
what little he had
be it bread or porridge
be it books or newspaper
be it vegetables or fruits
whatever he had he gave to other
with full heart knowing no grudge
rushed to help others when in need
Once got into the burning house
risking his life
burning his hand
saved many lives with a determination.
Well ,there be a man
who is rightly called a Man.

Tags Man, Poem

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Salutations To You.

A few yards from my home
lives a good Samaritan
a billionaire by means
a moderate by choice
lives in an unassuming style
quiet and calm in his home
sprawling and adorable opened to all
a contrast to people like him
who open out only to the chosen
He extends out to all
with a pleasant smile and a liberal aid
treating them to a delightful meal.
He has his library as office
while amidst the books he meets people
helping them out with no mean means
but with words of advice and recommendations
and finding opportunities for seekers
all in no grand ceremony but in modest attempts
successful in his efforts mostly
when his move goes unfulfilled
talks to those concerned
proposing his apologies
and assuring them of next best options
as and when they come.
Such people do live
unknown to the world
cherished by the people around
Salutations to you gentleman for your
achievements so far
and attainments yet to come.

Tags billionaire., gentleman, Poem

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My Neighbour

The neighbour next door
sits all time outside
weaving baskets from morn to-night
with her three dogs
Brownie, Blacky, and Whitie
keeping guard barking
when any stranger passes
otherwise docile and obeying her commands.

Her day starts at seven in the morning
She beats the oppressing heat
with a pedestal fan
sitting on a rickety stool
she goes on her weave
wearing gloves in her hand
and working deftly and fast
making the bottom part of the basket.

Never seen such a hard worker in life
duty bound and at the same time
attending to house hold chores
Seen not her grumble or get angry
with a pleasing smile reformed
her husband who had gone astray
educated her sons with her little income
and bought a decent house from her savings.

Past sixy she is seen working
from morn till night
Wondering will not her hands ache?
Will not her neck gets strained?
But she goes on for ever
like the beautiful river singing
that you may go and come
but I go on forever.

Tags basket., Poem, weaver, woman.

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A Program

Post author By meenas17
Post date June 16, 2013
1 Comment on A Program

With hunger of all kinds around
With the satisfaction
of dealing in thorough
With the thought of solving
With the desire to resolve
seeking help from those who read
and from those who have the might
I wish to start a small program.
Raising fund to help those in need
and those who require partial aid.
Looking forward and putting forth
an appeal to all to help me in this endeavour.
Wishing you a very happy morn to those in the west
and wishing a pleasant sleep to those in east
it is Meena signing off
.

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The Attitude Of Hunger- Haiku

Post author By meenas17
Post date June 16, 2013
1 Comment on The Attitude Of Hunger- Haiku

Hunger is anger
evoking emotions from the heart
inducing eating pangs

Hunger is abstract
causing a sensation felt much
but not seen.

Hunger is desire
inducing a love for knowledge
not easily satisfied.

Hunger is lust.
insinuating rude and sensual violence
crying for contempt.

Hunger is strange
behaving in an abnormal scale
an attitude different.

Tags abstract, Desire, hunger, Poem

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Appeasing Hunger.

Hunger is the deepest anguish
that could lead to a perish.
It is a tragedy that could be overtaken
but left in lurch by all rather forsaken
Hunger is simple and inexpensive.
but perennial and destructive.
Any hunger for that matter
could be satiated by proper care and cater
going together with prudent adaptations..
Let go the hunger
then it becomes anger
promoting an intolerance
which culminates in violence.

Hunger is striking and unbearable
propelling a situation deplorable.
Hunger gets quenched in a wink
with a morsel of bread in the link.
Getting controlled it releases an ease
and directs to a sentimental please.
This saturation is short-lived
as again the necessity for food rides
and over and again there starts a patch
new and fresh consumption of food in a catch
Appeasing hunger is not very dear
but the continuity gives a fear
that of funding the meals in the gear.

Tags hunger, Poem, satisfy

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The Physical Hunger–Lust.

Post author By meenas17
Post date June 16, 2013
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The thrust in man to commit
is both acceptable and unacceptable.
The urge to do things
for the good of society
for the welfare of the community
come under the acceptable.
The drive to secure by greed
that go to get into the big
resorting to hoarding and amassing wealth
by unlawful means and discreet manipulations
resorting to illegal practices
gets an unacceptable quote.
Above all and above everything
the advances toward physical pleasures
the illicit contacts and the unlikely
attacks on the opposite sex
The polygamy and the rape give a notorious illustration
and this animal pleasure reflects on the individual
as a non formidable deviation resting on the excessive aggravation
linked to the progeny in the growth and style of the lineage.
The gruesome approach and the powerful plunge
destroys the mind and body all the same
revealing a dire, distasteful quality in the genes
inherent in the individual and expressed mostly in the teens
getting developed in the years into a lust keen.
These call for a condemnation and a rounding up
providing a warning to the wrong doers in a crucial go.

Tags animal, distraction, lust, pleasure, Poem, progeny

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Hunger For Knowledge.

With a book in one hand
and the eyes browsing through it
she was taking her food
without any interest
as the book kept her engaged.

Turning the pages with one hand
while the other hand was on food
nothing went to the mouth
while the eyes devoured every line with amour
the food remained in the plate untouched.

Paying no attention to meals
and always reading through
she neglected her health
making her look like a scare crow
skinny and thin bony and gaunt.

The hunger for knowledge
being predominant all through
she could not be without a book for a minute
nor could she restrain from writing for a second
Perhaps it is a mania that is for the good.

The involvement in reading
left her away from gossip
keeping her ears shut to the talks
she enriched herself all through
with figures and facts.

Do not mistake that she remained a book worm
she put her research to good use
imparting the objectives she had learnt
with ardent fervour to those of whom seeking help
and aiding them with learning tools to impress a progress.