Month: September 2013

The Wonder Ware

It is a limited edition say some with pride
having restricted resources and purely educational
That being so goes on the softwares many and many more
with forms and methods different and varied
but the fundamentals being the same, very similar.
The technology fares well making leaps and bounds
making money in millions and billions
with a soft ware that goes loud
buzzing through land and sea
crossing the bridges and mountains
with technologists flying all over the world
updating and processing the business
outsourcing the work load to a place
where cheap and resourceful man power is found.
The world thinks fast and moves fast in a pace
giving no time to sleep and breathe
while it is night in one place
the operations go on from a venue remote and far
answered by people with pseudo names in a most cordial tone
saying sweetly “May I help you”

Tags amazing, fundamental, operation., Poem, sleeping, soft ware

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The Case Of Miracles

Do miracles happen?
Do they take place?
If so over a period of years
not over the course of day
or overnight as people say.

Miracles are seen by many
being the belief of all
if any had seen such
then they should be
revered and acclaimed.

Miracles belie reason
as they say there came
an apparition smiling
while gold and silver
fell from the skies.

Miracles are mind’s working
with a paranoid effect
going with hallucination
making the mind believe
the distractions too much.

Tags Belief., miracle, Poem

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Secondary To Nature.

The weather remains pleasant
with a slight drizzle and a breeze
The chilliness is refreshing
while the body gets rejuvenated
the mind cheers up shedding its toil.
However much the artificial works out
the natural excels in its power
as much the electrical equipments
throw a pleasant feel
there arises an uneasy steal
which robs the freshness
inducing an allergic reaction
if not properly maintained through.
Nothing is best as nature
how much we try to cope up with her
we lose the grounds very swiftly
and be there as her secondary .

Tags artificial, feel, Fresh, natural, Poem

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Dimensional Narrations.

Effective narrations give an impetus.
Versions of a same event lend dimensions.
One sees the good in it with preference
The other finds the blot staring with deference
The third one does not see anything without reference
The presentations depend on the mood primarily
In a happier state it goes vibrant and affable
In a sombre stage it appears sullen and reliable
In a sad outlook it shows melancholic significance with a preamble
With that goes the interpretation in a schedule
The first one throws an exalted perception with a prelude
The following one gears up for a sobriety in the interlude
But the final step lets out a despair and desolation with an include.
It is the way of appeal that releases the required feel
To like or not depends upon the mind-set on the heel.

Tags add, impetus, narration, Poem

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Shout Did I ?

Had an intention to shout
with a full force and volume
Why I do not know?
What for I know not?
But intend very much to shout
The inequalities make me roar.
The greed provokes a scream.
The deceit incites a violent scowl.
The snobbery insinuates a howl.
The ostentation induces a bark.
Well, now I understand very well
Why I want to shout?
ans shout did I loud.

Tags bark, howl, intention, Poem, shout

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The Sea Circumscribed.

The boundaries of the sea are unbound.
The depth of the sea is deep down.
The surface of the sea is blue in tone
The sound of the sea is a roar all round.
Does this circumscription of its vastness seem unsound?

Tags circumscriptiion, Poem, sea

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The Girl And Giant

Going by the words of a friend
she went along the way
finding nothing as prescribed
she went further away
as she could no longer get further
turned and met on the way
a giant looking man tall and stout
walking with a thud and a groan.
Fearing she hid behind a big tree.
The strong man came nearer and nearer
With her heart jumping out she stood motionless
hoping the man to cross over soon.
Lo! the man halted just by the tree
Looking around he took his axe
gave one fine blow on the huge tree.
Shrieking my friend came from the hiding
and ran as fast as she could
with the noise of the falling tree chasing her.
Till now none know why she ventured alone into forest?
The man big and huge could have caught her
but left her without doing any harm.
Nothing could be made out of this incident
It is but a strange scene might be an allegorical reference
as being led by falsities and encountering dangers.

Tags Allegory, axe, giant, girl, Poem, tree

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Freedom Manhandled.

After long years of freedom
the country is at doldrums
The economy is an empty drum
with nothing in the medium
while its people suffer the tedium.

The liberty is under pressure
whilst the officials in leisure
hold no values to treasure
as the politicians always measure
every thing with as much pleasure.

With that the country gets distracted
while its stature gets disabled
and its features become mangled
perhaps the servitude was better suited
than freedom which remains stifled.

Tags Economy, freedom, mangled, Poem, servitude

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The Epic On Trust And Reliability

Post author By meenas17
Post date September 5, 2013
2 Comments on The Epic On Trust And Reliability

It is a day since back home.
Poured news from all sides
some hard to believe
some bereft of authenticity.
The validity came proof in editions
which dealt in deep of distinctions
which brought in deletions and additions
along with fragments of imaginations.
News relating to business and corporates
get no colour from vivid descriptions
as they deal with money and transactions.

The first was an information of a relative
who spent much on an occasion
just not considering money as money
but the currency as a paper
resembling something thin and wafer
with his aides taking control of the event
bringing in unwanted associations of people
that gathered to jack up the numbers
creating a belief that there was a large crowd
and impressing the people arround of its grandeur
but at the back stolen much of the money of his brother’s.

The second was one of the strangest I have heard
being that of a father and daughter
all circling round money and its deployment.
The father taking money from the daughter
saying that he would make it grow
grew himself all by building a house huge
and circulating the money for his own ends
merely showing the accounts in paper
which romped in the daughter ‘s intervention
she got furious when she found out
that it was in the form of building
making her mad and angry against the parent.

Another mega story comes from the third-party
who has raised loans a few years back
from a consortium of banks and instituions
against unrealizable securities
failed in a most impressive manner
and when the court appointed liquidator finds
there was nothing in hand that could match the loans
as it was a zero realizable asset wherein
there was a broken van and three invalid computers
lying there for a loan of some hundreds of billions
Knowing not how the banks advanced the amount.

With that the day folded up to darkness
and very well my heart also sank to nadir
where I could accept or disregard the motives
but remain conscious of how people go about
as big men in the world of today shine and walk in strides
stealthily deceiving the sibling ,the daughter, and the people
who have relied them and trusted them innocently or ignorantly.
They do hold events with such splendour inviting a crowd
The people being sharp and witty at the same time
jibe and jab about their practices with much humour and tease
with an innate sarcasm and intricate validity all in a go.