Month: July 2013

The Magnificence Exulted.

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 30, 2013
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Seeing the rains after a long time
was an experience of thrill and excitement.
The rains usually catch my attention
but today after a spell of dry indictment
their full mandate was an enumeration
of joy and fun all at the same time
with a sense of fulfillment.

The rains came not with a big bang.
They came with a silence and modesty.
appearing to lend little enchantment
But suddenly they picked up force
pouring in full swing drenching all around.
Accompanied by thunder and lightning
they fell down heavily over terraces.

The whole area looked fresh and clean
being washed and flushed off dust
that lay long on the trees and leaves
that stuck to the buildings and houses
Looking anew the green leaves became greener
the trees looked gleaming and lovely
Well, it was great magnificence in rich text.

Tags enumeration, Magnificence, Poem

thoughts

Complicating

The day before was hectic
with activities basic
but became very magnified
with huff and puffs
with sighs and cries.
with no’s and dont’s
making the whole thing bizarre.

That which could have done in no time
started looking like a big crime
with anger seething through
with vengeance heading over
with harsh words creeping in
with fury penetrating in
making the whole thing a bug bear.

Finally it came to an end
with lot of misgivings
with lot of indignation
with lot of persuasion
with lot of follow-up
with lot of disaster
making the simple thing complicated.

Tags complication., fury, indignation, Poem

thoughts

Precepts Obvious.

The determination with which one lives
The fearlessness with which one encounters.
The validity with which one faces.
The responsibility with which one executes
The liking for the purpose and project
takes one a long way forward of course.
With these precepts in mind if one sees life
then success is in him always in abundance
nowhere to seek it outside in a fashion obvious

Tags obvious, Poem, precepts

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Verdant Green.

Many strange things keep us occupied
One such is Nature.
with its embodiments in full form
Nature gives us a propitious sway
with an imponderable way
taking us over the mountains high
through the valleys lovely in the middle’
along the plains flat and wide
down into the oceans deep and sullen.
From the mountains spring the rivers
which flow through the hills
going through the valleys to the plains
and from there falls into the ocean
after having been sucked greatly
by the people around for their sustenance
In a swing the rivers enrich the lands
through which they pass rendering them verdant
making the entire environment green.

Tags green, Ocean, Poem, rivers, sullen., verdant

thoughts

Exploring Nature.

Where does river come from?
from the mountains they say.
How do the mountains bring forth water?
It bubbles from deep down
sprouting in a gush add they
The origin remains a puzzle
Not only to me but to all
as we go on exploring Nature.

Tags Nature, Poem, provider, puzzle

thoughts

Strain And Drain

Having gone through a day full of toils
not physical labour but one of mental
the mind and body both got tired
unable to withstand the strain and drain.

Physical work needs much stamina and will
which goes on without mush effort to the mind
but the mental strain is immeasurable
combining both mind and body.

This day particularly is one of great deliberations
a dilemma persisting throughout the hours
keeping one in difficult stress and press
releasing a hurt and an injury to the mind.

The mind in its activity loses its coordination
becoming dull and dumb at times
producing a temporary halt and a forgetfulness
sending waves of derangement of both body and mind.

Coping with such situation from morn
very much wanted to relax and sleep
but sleep does not come as naturally as ever
since the mind keeps on wandering in all directions.

Tags goes., night, Poem, sleepless

thoughts

The little Blue Bird.

Seeing a blue bird in the morning
got thrilled more and more
as its colour was something unique
It was a variety of blue
not able to say exactly true
but a shine and a gleam thereto
that made one look through and through.
The blue bird sat on a bush
thick,fluffy and green all over not to rush
a pale green that had a cluster of dew drops
glittering like silver in the dawn as backdrop
marked by orange rays restoring and revitalising
The morn gave me a great experience rejuvenating
being colourful and lovely, picturesque and grand
If I had known painting I would have drawn
the most lovable scene on canvas
qualifying for a wonderful reward.

Tags bird, blue, pleasure, Poem

thoughts

Not True

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 27, 2013
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He believes his siblings most
thinking them to be great
dumping his wife and children
who stand by him of late
telling them they are not fit
and refrains from talking
fearing they would question
speaks to his wife
just for necessity
now she has decided
to keep away from him
as she Knows that
he would not stand by her.

Tags believe, Poem, right, siblings, stand, Talk

thoughts

A Way To Succeed.

A sensible way is to get out of chaos
getting deep into the confusion
adds fuel to the fire feel many
leading to a place nowhere
but certainly predicts a doom.
With that in mind playing a safe game
he elopes away rather ticklish
creating a secure fence around him
making him invincible and triumphant.
Well, it is how one should act
if one wants to succeed alone
but if one wishes to consider the whole thing
then has to get into the depth
unravel the mystery that surrounds it
going ahead in a mission to set right
the human race which is going astray alarmingly.

Tags Poem, right, success

thoughts

I Do Write.

I do write .
I try to write.
To let me see the world
not through eyes
but through my write.

I do write.
I try to write
to let me hear things
not through my ears
but through my write.

I do write
I try to write
to make me talk
not through my voice
but through my write.

Well I do write
I try to write
to initiate a feel
not through the physical
but through my write.