Month: July 2013

Applaud and Appreciate.

An applause loud
kindled the fire.
An appreciation critical
dwindled the desire.

The spirit to perform
portraying a valid act
gets to the top form
if it goes on right track.

Presentation turns valid
with a dedicated try.
It turns invalid
if enacted with shy.

Criticisms give an impetus
healthy ones ignite the mind
while the unkind ones release a fuss
causing a depression in the hind.

Injuring the performer
with scathing remarks
make him an under performer
imposing a self restricted mark.

The applause and appreciation
create a wonderful ideologist
while the deride and degradation
destroy the beautiful ideals.

Tags criticism, healthy, Poem

thoughts

The moon waxes and wanes.
Seeing the increase is lively
A dot becomes a line
a line takes the shape of an arc.
An arc develops into a semi-circle
and the semi turns full.
The full moon looks full
shining with a coolness
looking bright with a modesty
on the whole pleasant and lovely

Similarly the waning leaves an impact.
The circle loses its roundness.
The full becomes semi.
The semi diminishes to an arc.
The arc takes the shape of the line
and the line fades into a dot
being crazily called us New Moon.
The waxing and waning every fortnight
keeps the momentum in sight.
symbolic of the ups and downs in life.

Tags design., moon, Nature, Poem

thoughts

Reputation In the Front.

Wealth oscillates
Goes up and down
with rise and fall.

Reputation has to be stable
has to remain steadfast
unless deterred wantonly.

Wealth and power
go together
hand in hand.

Wealth and reputation
get away in a bother
as they do not coordinate.

This may seem odd.
Might appear different
but it is very much true.

Wealth bring with it audacity
Power gets along with authority
finding a meeting point of alacrity.

Reputation is a quality
high over monetary
looking extraordinary.

Reputation is valuable
not financially
but in reality.

Relaxing not a wee bit
on reputation and fame
bestows incredible credits.

Tags Poem, Power, Relaxation, reputation, Wealth

thoughts

Turn Away.

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 8, 2013
1 Comment on Turn Away.

Being a hard nut to crack
he goes on his way
living as he wishes
not tagging with anyone
away from society absolutely
very much away from habitation.

Well, the cause might be great
it should have a validity
as it is difficult to get on so
The reason might look trivial to others
but to him it has tremendous impact
granting a bitterness and a distaste.

He has had his trials in life
He got injured and hurt.
he was taunted and mocked
subjected to derision and defamation
leading him to retreat into forlorn
living all by himself in a cocoon.

A tooth for a tooth striking at once
and an eye for an eye dreading all through
has been not his way of life all along.
Shunning them from vision totally
and not seeing them anywhere anymore
gives comfort and solace to the injured soul.

Tags Away, hate, injury., mock, Poem, tease, turn

thoughts

Born Leader..

There she goes with authority
There she walks with audacity.
There she loiters with a command.
There she saunters with demand.

Being an uncrowned queen for long
Exerting her power in long.
Taking everything in hand
Giving out nothing out of hand.

As she rules supreme over all
She goes about tall.
Being held in high esteem
She gets the backing of the team.

With her power and tact
her position becomes intact.
None aspire to take the lead
as she is a born leader.

Tags born., Leader, Poem

thoughts

The Girl in Distress.

Life is a tale she says
Life is a call she feels
Life is a burden as she experiences.
Life is nothing she throws up.

It is agonising to see her.
as she throws up her towels
fuming and frothing over and over
desperately shuddering in anger.

A setback has seized her with fear.
Coming out is a task a long one
Time is the best healer as all know.
She has to come out however hard it be.

Knowing her for long from childhood
has put me in deep distress now.
As a child she was a go lucky girl
but now she is in great stress.

She bites her lips to control herself.
Blood oozes out drop by drop.
I leave her to herself for quite some time
as solitude would pacify her

Tags Agony, Distress, girl, Poem

thoughts

Living long.

Living long is a bane
cries an old man in pain
suffering from loneliness
succumbing to fretfulness

Living long is fun
says an old woman with a pun
laughing heartily with cheer
ignoring the care of the dear..

Living long is neither bane
nor fun says the one who is sane.
with an intention to live wholly
and go through the span enduringly.

Perceptions differ from one to one.
one could afford a pretty run
the other sets a dispassion
yet another accepts in fashion.

It is all in the mind
good or bad and kind
emanates from within
manoeuvering a fill in

Living with the world
keeping up the pace in words.
Catching up with the tide
offers a graceful side.

Tags Age, Fear, Grace, long, Poem

thoughts

I Do Not know.

Little do I know
about the language.
Little do I know
about the grammar.
Little do I know
about the structure
Little do I know
about the usage.
little do i know
about the punctuations.
Little do I know
about the period.
Little do I know
about the intricacies.
But I do speak.
More so I do write.
Mostly I write some poetry.
How do you?
You might ask.
How do I ?
I wonder
coming out with an answer.
I really do not know.