Month: July 2013

Bemoaning Nature.

The sky looks dark and grey
I thought it is going to rain.
It is not real it is a belie
Nature seems to get into the line.
Beguiling and besetting in a say.
Appearing and disappearing in time.
Making a belief and a disbelief in the sway.
Well, these are not anything unusual.
The disguise and deceit is seen in man.
Nature seems to have taken the cue in ritual
Bemoaning, I go about cursing nature, being a man.
Not knowing that the darkness cast in the sky in factual
really is the pollutes man sends to the sky above
as emissions of carbon contaminating the environment over and above.

Tags bemoan, curse, Environment, Poem

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Going Without Rains.

Going without rains for the past month
the land got dry and parched
There was rain a few hours back
It was not copious but more than a drizzle.
The trees had a lively shower which made them look fresh
as the moth and dirt gathered got washed away.
The leaves looked greener and gleamed in the sunshine
which before were in disarray and dust laden.
The mild rains gave a great joy to one and all
While the people rejoiced the coolness it granted for a while
the birds cried in mirth seeing the slight rains pouring intensely.
It was a break, a welcome break from the rigorous sun and oppressing humidity
which prevailed all throughout the month creating a want of not to live.

Tags Poem, rains, shower, welcome

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Dumb – haiku.

Near a kingdom
there was land of freedom
both looked dumb.

Tags dumb., Haiku

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The Small world.

The world has become so small
with the advent of technology
and spread of gadgets big and small.
Travel has become easiest and fastest
That which took a year in the past
crossing the oceans in ships
has shortened to hours flying over.

Communication also has quickened
with telephones of Edison
and facsimile of Alexander Bain
Then came the emails and mobile phones
all corresponding to transactions in minutes.
World has come closer and closer
ensuing lot of fun and enjoyment.

The people get to know each other
irrespective of where they live
get connected over the internet
doing lot of things sitting at home.
earning high from the comfort of home
learning much also from their homes
buying lot a by ordering from homes.

The world has got smaller and smaller
allowing everything to happen from a zone
transacting and transcribing at ease
translating and tracing with facility
copying and pasting with comfort
creating and organising online
all done in one go from one place.

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It Is Time To Go.

It is time to go said my little granddaughter.
She had come down from Sydney all the way
Having spent a few weeks with me at my home
enjoying every moment of her stay
playing with me and chatting a lot more
a closeness we have developed in the course of years
right from the day she was born.
Being the first girl in our family
all of us cherished her and extolled her.
While her presence was one of delight
her talk was full of sense and love.

Seeing her parents pack the bags
she came down the stairs running
Panting and heaving she told me that they have to go
Pushing my tears back and controlling myself with great pain
I asked her,” Dolly how do you know?”
sobbing said she that her parents are putting things in the bags.
Took her hand and held it for a while keeping them on my bosom
both broke down inconsolably not able to express ourselves.
Those few moments were enough to make us understand
that we would continue the intimacy no matter where we are.

Tags granddaughter, Poem

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A World Travel Called Desire.

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 4, 2013
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Like to go around the world
and see places in a whirl.
It is all in the heart
lying safely in the locker
unable to open the wish
as unknown fear creeps in.
The reason for keeping away is not one
as many crowd the mind in a throng
desisting the heart to stay away.
Mostly the heart reigns supreme
but in this the mind has taken the power.

The fear of travelling for hours and days.
The thought of sitting upright for long duration
with the joints especially the knees would go off the track.
The idea of staying away from home detains and restricts
along with the homely food and comfort which crop up
making the decision awry and remote.
However much the mind reasons out and suppresses the desire
the heart peeps out on and off with the same notation.
Chiding the mind stares at the heart with a stern
putting an end to the topic with a firm undaunted quote.
With that the man goes ahead with his work attending quietly
You might conclude that there ends the dilemma.

The oscillation gets to the quick and to a prick
when anyone goes on a world tour the longing shoots up .
As days go by the thought gains strength and vigour
reinforced by the rapport others give
requiring a fresh approach and appeal in the go.
The mind stays silent accepting its failure to convince
letting the heart to go about its way without any say.
As the heart has got its way it started preparing for the trip
making arrangements fulfilling all other formalities.
With the suspense mounting you would come up with a question
whether the programs worked out as per the schedule.
Nay, the heart had a dull pain and suffered a massive myocardial infraction.

Tags Desire, Mind, Poem, world travel.heart

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Inflation Hits Me.

Inflation hits high
Prices have gone up.
Everything is dear.
complains the cook
grumbles the chauffeur,
mumbles the gardener
voices the security guard.
We need a hike not marginal
but a liberal they say altogether.
A security alarm, I feel.
Dumbfounded watch them gesticulate
and hear them patiently
feeling who would grant me a hike
as inflation has also hit me badly.
Pensive I sat there like a dumbbell
Then decided to accede
as otherwise my work would recede
with an inlay of selfish pursuit.

Tags Inflation, Poem

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Habitations in The Tropics.

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 4, 2013
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Reptiles are found in abundance in tropics.
Lizards and cockroaches swarm every household.
Nights are times when cockroaches come out from the attic.
They rush out from the drains flooding the bathrooms totally bold
Kitchens are no exceptions to their expeditions static
To get them out is difficult and needs a lot of patience

The cockroaches fly high and descend in alarming speed
They are found in the dirtiest drains eating filth
contaminating the household with their presence indeed!
Deploying chemicals to destroy them brings destruction in stealth.
as the poison that kills them also would creep into the human system
causing not death but allergies and infections in great deal
To get them out is difficult and needs a lot of patience.

Lizards do not so much harm as they are mostly found on the walls.
They cackle and jump here and there giving a jerk.
They are sworn enemies to cockroaches as they catch hold of them at calls
by diving across and gulp them up in no time gaining a perk
Funny as it is these two live together in the tropics
that too in multitudes as though they are invincible battalion.
Lizards and cockroaches have become part of the habitation in the tropics.

Tags cockroaches., lizard, Poem

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The Clever kittens.

The skinny kitten slept under the car.
as it felt it is the most safest place.
It slept for a while till it heard a call from afar.
Getting up lazily it peeped into the open space.
Saw one of its siblings in distress a little away.
Not knowing what to do it went to its place.

The other one was in real trouble chased by a dog.
It mewed and purred as it dashed along the pathway
The dog followed it with great focus all agog.
making the kitten die in fright in all ways
The little one did not give out his log
fearing his life would be in danger and at bay.

It stayed put in its place secure and safe,
The other one managed to climb the tree
letting the dog go round and round in daze.
The dog smelling something under the car
came dashing to the place to trace.
The little one shuddered with fear
and made a stealthy retreat beyond the car’s rear.

The dog tired could not find anything to his like
walked in to his resting place exhausted
Panting it fell asleep like the dead for long
Both the kittens now not worried ran towards their mother
who was overjoyed to see them in flesh and blood after long.
The proud mother led the kittens back home
happy to know that her kittens would survive.

Tags Dog, kittens, Poem

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The Tale of Two Cities.

The tale of the cities
keep us in the going
letting a best of knowing
carrying it with incidents
that went on to make up the city decent.

The landmarks that still remain
give us a peep into the past in a feign
while most have been razed down in the main
without concern and consideration but for gain
giving an appearance shoddy inviting pain.

The cities now have transformed anew
look different as the renewal
goes in speed unaware of the heritage sinew
making digressions many not few
rendering a sight gaudy subjected to rue.

The cities were formed and framed
with the mind and indication not tame
but with the thought of fame
that would be bestowed on their names
taking them to heights without blame.

Now they look sophisticated and grand
They differ from the prescribed strand.
Holding high raise buildings in the land
might look secure but could never withstand
the quakes and Tsunami that dismantle the band.

The tale of the cities get added with facts
as the years go in a fast moving tracts
The inclusions in later years gain strength than the acts
that had been performed to make the city intact.
Listening to the tale and questioning are pleasant interacts.