Month: January 2014

thoughts

Addiction Strenuous.

The eccentricity I possess

goes with me in writing too .

I write with a passion and force

I am unaware of its source

It is a drive unknown to me also

as I go on writing from morn to night in gusto

posting on my little canvas in the course

while my readers wonder ,of course

why I keep on posting in rows

might be feeling and smiling as they browse

thinking of me as an eccentric at their doors

or as one similar to a drunkard in a doze

who drinks with a fervour at no regular chose

unable to stop at any time but be it continuous

Well! this is another addiction being little strenuous

that possesses me for long

know not be it good or bad.

Tags addiction, drunkard, Poem, Writing

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The Creative Grandeur

Let be the creativity

that embraces the infinity

be it in verse or music

it appears a mystic

be it in art or sculpture

it mesemerises the spectator

that creativity is not found anywhere

it being seen not in an ordinary ware

it being thoroughly exclusive in shine

looking exquisite and fine

the creation be that of God or man

seen through the glasses of plan

there be a selective design and a uniformity

with the structure in all its dimensional credibility

there we see a great verse with a flow

an enchanting recital with a divine glow

a lovely painting that captures the eye

a beautiful sculpture that forces a buy.

there lies the heart of creativity

be it in God or man in all its nativity

Tags art., Creativity, Painting, Poem, verse

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A Trademark

That be Indian

once being great and distinguished

now honourably corrupt

Tags corrupt, Haiku, Indian

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The Little Insect

The mosquito bites always

stings and sucks the blood

causing a havoc and a mess

found in the tropics and equatorial regions

around the slushy swamps and stagnant water mass

among the dense forests and fields

they swarm and breed not in hundreds

but in millions and trillions

stinging the old and young

a tiny creature and an insect

casting venom on the population

so huge, massive and uncountable

who could do nothing to eradicate

while the scientists claim with pride

that they have sent missiles to Moon and Mars

spending hours and days non stop

years and decades not sleeping

working on that is beyond grasp

yet they catch it and capture it

while they stand desperate

before the tiny little insect

helpless in a limbo.

Tags defeat, Man, mars, missiles, moon, mosquito, Poem, scientists

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The Morning Call

The morning works out for calls

which rolls out like balls

with the appointments in the follow

and nothing could go through the hollow

each being important and vital

one has to go up by the title

arranging the alibi by importance

and then going by the relevance

there arises a multiplication of prompts

that go with the highest fonts

a great vigilance has to accompany

that should not relax the symphony

likewise the execution has to be underway

stumbling on no obstacle in the pathway

a meticulous effort goes ahead in the program

making the morning a time for instagram

Tags Call, frenzy, Morning, Poem

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Lemon Juice There

A glass of lemon juice in the morning

is both enlivening and reviving

added with sugar and a pinch of salt

clears the system from any fault

giving a fresh look and a grace

removing any fatigue seen in the face

that be the benefit of taking lemon juice

does it not sound like a lovely ruse?

Tags fatigue, juice, lemon, Poem, reviving

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One Click

Help those who are needy

not in a rush but steady

as they are really ready

being waiting with hope

give them a long rope

pull them from the slope

whenever you could do

with whatever might in true

as they are under the embrace

almost with the hungry face

taken care by the growing stone of hope

give your hand to those with hope

try to nurture them with all hope.

This post is in support The Growing Stone of Hope.

Tags click, growing stone of hope., needy, Poem

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The Desire Mounting

Any desire is an outcome

that be of food or shopping

or be of achievement and power

arising out of a need , requirement

or more subtly termed as discontent.

The pressing need overwhelms

the desire punches out extensively

a craving sets in disastrously

a longing lasts deliberately

that cannot be checked at cost.

The food prepared at home

being not to taste and palatable

with no variety and style in the go

the liking to dine out

spurts up incessantly .

The requirement of things

that be the accessories

or be the provisions

a one time shopping would do

being pervasive and invasive.

The small and tiny purchase

necessitated by the love for buying

prompts a go out for the sake

that be the habit prone

could do nothing but to rush out.

The satisfaction with what one has

be it food ,power or wealth

the contentment one develops

during the course of life

settles their want and presents no venturing.

As I talk and write now’

I could visualise for sure

many rising their brows

looking daggers at me

calling me an anachronism

an out dated person in the go.

Tags content, Desire, Food, Poem, Power, satisfaction, venure, Wealth

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There be a morn
with no sun
There be a night
with no stars
There be a woman
with no beauty.
There be a man
with no sense
There be a hill
with no trees
There be a river
with no water
Oh! there is everything around
nothing being good.
That be the day
when the world
comes to an end.