Month: August 2013

Forego Weekends.

Weekends are for rest
They are to be enjoyed.
When does one enjoy?
With the week days in office
the Saturdays and Sundays
have more work than other days.
Cleaning the house thoroughly.
scrubbing and vacuuming
tending the garden
cooking delicacies
spending time laundering
shopping for the week
all throughout the two days
make the weekends stressful.
With children at home
there arises exceptional
care and monitoring
giving the mind and body
no amount of rest
which both badly need.
Come no weekends after the fifth day
the routine of getting up
and attending to work
gets along without interruptions
But come the break every fifth day
there emanates great toil
and greater drain with
greatest exertion and fatigue.
With that there arises
a clarion call
let us forego weekends.

Tags days, drain, exertion, fatigue, forego, Poem, strain, stress, weekends

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Pink And Blue.

Girls like pink
boys love blue
Pink and blue
dominate every buy.
The dress is pink
school bag pink
pencil pink
and everything pink
cries my pink little girl.
Blue is not for me
it is for boys
and turns not on blue.
She touches not blue
anything blue is for her brother.
Seeing the waters blue
in the sea of blue
she exclaims and gasps
so much water for my brother.
Know not what to say
She soon gets over it
pointing to beds of flowers pink
it is all for me.
A quick reconciliation
and a quick smile
make blue and pink
very delightful colours.

Tags blue, Boys, colour, Delight, Flowers, girls, Pink, Poem, reconciliation, smile, Water

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The First Round Of Creativity

Post author By meenas17
Post date August 24, 2013
1 Comment on The First Round Of Creativity

Starting to write with crayons.
drawing lines and figures
the most creative of all
the wall being the canvas
resembling the paintings of Picasso
Colours splashed on the walls
lines going from up to down
from north to south
vertical, horizontal and crooked
all expressing the child’s feel.
With a giggle and a chuckle
he goes on with his project in glee
till his mother comes in a hurry
seeing the mess forcefully pulls the crayon
scolding him for destroying the wall
takes him away in a fit of anger
and there ends the creativity
with a loud cry and intermittent sob.

Tags crayons. Picasso, Creativity, mother, Poem, scolds

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Economy Revives.

Getting into the pavilion
where they had gathered million
talks about billions
hitting beyond trillions
rant the air with shouts and cries
while calls on the stock markets
and claims on the housing
have caught the fire
the thought about money
has reached the sky
where hundreds and thousands
have no say in the context
as the speculation mounts up
the trade volume rises up
indicating a trend lively
that economy has become robust.

Tags billions, Economy, Poem, trillions

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Accepting Responsibility.

Citing many reasons for his failure
he came out with a flimsy reason
ascribing to his unsuccessful bids.
That may be true to the very word
but sounded totally foolish
Had he been little more focused
he would have won it with great merit.
Simply saying that it has escaped his attention
does not hold water as the loss is enormous.
He always throws the towels in despondency
never subscribing to the defect openly.
Telling this and that for the fall off
has been his way of life in the course of years.
Never wanted to learn a lesson from mistakes
but always wishes to get the best of other’s efforts.
The character of him has been of great distress
as he is known for his slips and faults.

Tags accepting, Character, Distress, Fault, Poem

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An Apple A Day

An apple a day keeps the doctor away
goes the maxim with an emphatic stress
many fruits claim the same way
as they also have nutrition in excess.
Fruits do give adequate vitamins in the fray
while they are new and deliciously fresh
They release a healthy growth on the way
when consumed in right proportional plus.
Every fruit has a lovely taste for sure
Some are sweet and mouth-watering to eat
others are sour but still a delight for ever.
Few are though bitter still tasty beyond beat.
Not apple alone is healthy say the rest in chorus
With pears and grapes claiming the top rank
while mango and tropical fruits call with an arouse
plums and peaches speak out in a voice a bit tanked
the lesser known ones mangostin and durian give a chose
being liked by a few and detested by many keeping away from the bank
With their voices heard with a bang and with a whisper altogether
one can conclude that the maxim is just a careless include.

Tags apple, Day, durian., fruits, grapes, growth, healthy, mangoe, mangostin, nutrition, peaches, pears, plums, Poem

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A Rose Plant.

The rose plant over there
has grown without care
Each day it flowers
remaining there for hours
None to tend her at all
None to pluck her in all
She has grown by herself
keeping her to herself.
She grows on the path
giving out no wrath
instead extends a delight
withstanding without fright.
Oh! my rose over there
is there as everybody’s share.

Tags Delight, plant, Poem, Rose, there

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I Have A Dream

I have a dream said Martin Luther King
fifty years ago in an eloquent sing.
A dream where everyone would become equal
Well, that dream has led to sequels
where distinctions of colour had faded
while the demarcations are reduced by shades
yet there we find still feuds and tantamount
pertaining to the racial hatred that discounts
the proven magnanimity which is holding the count.
Not there is seen absolute unity among the races
with the colour fair mostly running the chases.
Well visible through the coverage of the society
while it is prominently experienced with a sobriety.
The dream of Martin Luther King has become a reality partial
where the racial sadism has diluted to a level facial
His dream was of a full recognition and admission
where his children would become citizens without any remission.
That to be achieved we have to wait for long years still
envisaging a perfect embrace of the White and Black by will.

Tags Discriminations, dreams, Martin Luther King, Poem, racial, Reason, Speech

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A Less Known Travel

Travelling with an enthusiasm
seeking adventure all throughout
went up a dense forest
situated on a hill little away
where wild animals freely roam.
With the desire to see them
my friend and I jumped into a jeep
drove through the entire forest
going to each nook and corner
around the lakes that lay full
hoping to see the animals loitering about.
Having seen many of them in the zoo
behind the cages morose and sombre
wanted to see them free and at liberty
nestling in the forests thick
nudging each other while walking lazily.
Waiting for long time atop the hills
finding no sign of the animals
raised the engine to mak a move.
Finally to our delight and alarm at the same time
saw a roaring lion shaking its mane audaciously
marching royally towards us in a stately walk.
Negotiating the turn carefully we made our way
along the road driving hastily in a hurry
On our way came across many other friends mild
the giraffe, zebra and the monkeys
lying in the pathway breathing the fresh air
and munching the green leaves in a relaxed notion.

Tags Air, drive, enthusiasm. forest, Fresh, giraffe, jeep, lion, Monkey, Poem, roam, zebra

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Love At First Sight

Meeting her in the night
under the moonlight
he fell head over heels
no words to express his feel
he gazed at her with wide eyes
won over by her elegance nice
wanted to take her in his arms
as she had an ecstatic charm.
Her hair long and shining
fell freely over her back dangling
Her eyes were wide and full of cheer
emitting expressions of grace and fear
while her lips were rosy and had fine lines
her talk was soft and full of sensible binds.
Having seen never a girl like her
he became mad in love with her
These are all his descriptions of her
His portrayal would go on for ever and ever
never for another one he would go for sure.