Month: May 2014

Game of Life.

It is a game
a life game
a sport not for fun
has meanings in ton
a give away in the course
keeps up the tempo in force
a take along in terms
renders a renewal in form
that be the game of life
where passion is the strife
there be no winners in all
also oo losers in fall
it is a win- win situation
if the partners act without friction
this is to be found
not in younger days bound
has to continue till the end
without encountering any bend
that be the path to success
a gaiety in the process.

Tags game, Give, Life, Poem, take. adjustment.win

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Nemesis

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 24, 2014
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Mother and daughter
a bondage that would last
got snapped in between

The son did
for his own personal interest
the mother believed.

The daughter lost
more so the maternal love
suffered a lot.

The son gained
usurped the daughter’s share too
all tactfully done.

The mother died
the relationship never got better
the daughter downcast.

The son revels
having got a bigger share
happiest he be.

The nemesis would
strut in catch him unaware
disaster befell him.

Tags daughter, mother, Poem, story

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Clipping

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 24, 2014
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Clipping the tail
more precisely the feathers
go with a restriction
that impose a fail.

Clipping the hair
more so for fashion
make one look at random
a different entity altogether.

Clipping the eyebrows
to looks like an arch
is done for highlighting
that turns out to be fun.

Clipping at the bud
promotes a growth fast they say
in reality it is an attempt
that twists the natural.

All said and done
clipping is not natural
but an enforcement artificial
that hurts the truth.

Tags clipping, Fault, move, Poem

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Majority Is Powerful

The majority rules
be it in countries
or in families
it is the number
that makes up the rule.

The minority as you find
has no say on any thing
they may be rightful
and lawful too
have to sit at the back.

This has been the way
with elections in politics
with strength in families
both in the micro and macro
it is the same throughout.

When would the minority come up?
I really do not know
be it when they are destined
when the unlawful get destroyed
there would be a renaissance .

That reformation is far too remote
as the world goes by power
never it takes the case of the straight
it might be one in a million
who find a resurrection all the more.

Tags dominate, majority, Poem, powerful

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Fun

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 23, 2014
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Fun there be
with a tease and taunt
great be the haunt.

Tags fun, Good., Poem, tease

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Heads Or Tails

The toss of the coin
watched with anxiety
up and up went the coin
fell down a little away.

Eager heads rushed over
knocked each other in the milieu
it was a lofty fly over
all eyes locked up in the manoeuver

The heads withdrew slowly
the lead decided with the toss
an exercise that is there merely
a factor that depends on luck.

The head takes the priority
with the tail in the back
a chance or an opportunity
that offers a way to prosperity.

The rise of the coin
and the fall of the coin
takes a minute of exasperation
an eagerness displayed with volatility.

Tags chance, heads, opportunity, Poem, tails

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Invitation

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 22, 2014
1 Comment on Invitation

An invitation warm
to neighbours in the swarm
accepts no form

Tags Haiku, invitation, neighbours, swarm

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The Day Out

The mild thunder
the soft drizzle
the light breeze
give the day
a back up

The bird’s hum
The men”s talk
The animals shout
give the day
a start-up.

The rustle of leaves
the bustle of voices
the hustle of movements
give the day
a break up.

The still air
the dark night
the moon’s light
give the day
a close up.

That is the beginning
there be the ending
in a trial and error
day in and day out
goes the way out.

Tags back, brek, close, Day, out, Poem, Progress, Way .

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The Angel in Me.

The angel over there
smiles at me with care
calls me to her
bids me sit beside her
benign and graceful she is
appealing and gracious she is
strikes my head with love
pats me with more love
takes my hand gently
leads me to the front presently
puts me on the dias
shows no bias
I start my speech
remembering her teach
the words I do not search
they come out in stretch
eloquent and fluent as could be
that is a wonder to me
I address the gathering
alight from the stage with no staggering
it is all the efforts of my angel
she being none but my mind in the angle.