Month: December 2014

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Contentment discontentment Poetry theme

The Theme of The Neem Tree


The neem tree in my garden
has grown in abundance
branches spread on all sides
with leaves sprouting on every place
a theme of contentment prevails
as I look at the huge tree so great.

A shelter it is to all who pass by
a place of rest to the tired
a meeting place for the hawkers
a play area for the children
a theme of contentment prevails
as I look at the huge tree so great.

It is a tree that gives no money
it is but a massive one almost a waste
says my neighbour with a heave and sigh
requires labour and time to sweep around
a theme of discontent prevails
as he looks at the huge tree so great.

He knows not the indirect benefits he derives
aNeem tree walk down the lane which lay bare and treeless
would teach him a lesson in a short period
the breeze he enjoys around his home
soothes and smothers his body and mind together
a theme of contentment he would understand
the next time he looks at the huge tree so great.

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cause Poetry

That Be The Democracy


The deliberation is underway
with a series of interpretations
could be this and could be that
would work out such a way
would end up with a difference
all cram up and gush in sequence.

The designation is not right
a lot of instigations in sight
could have been this and been that
would deliver an opportunity
would end up with a difference
all go ahead not in a streamline.

The destination is far off
with a list of places intermediate
could be this and could be that
would intercept on the way
would end up with a difference
all cross the road in a deadline.
democracy

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Poetry

Me A Mystic


The phone rings continuously
know not from when really
goes on without a break
not enough to shake
I sit there like a stone
as if without a bone
Why did I not answer?
I am not very sure
This happens not once
mysticism takes place with a bounce
Why do I act so quixotic?
Could I be a mystic?
I do dream a lot
and mostly get caught
I live in a reverie of my own
nothing to do with mysticism in tone.

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enthuse friend Poetry

She Is There To Help.


Wrote I poems day after day
some met with readers in a way
others found little response in the sway
that made me not gay.

Yet, I write day after day
without a break and play
I met an unknown face in the fray
she turned to be a light of ray.

She gently showed me the right way
cheered me up with a lively hey!
gave clues to me Acts-of-kindness-connectin a warm say
Now, I have come a long way

She pops from nowhere till today
enthuses me to do the best always
familiar she has become in a way
closer we get to know each other day by day.

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different government Governor obedience Poetry Reserve Bank Of India

Make In India For India


It is a long time since
heard a voice rise up hence
not one from the people
but from the powerful
not he a politician of credit
but a bureaucrat of merit
not with an ordinary post in terms
one of the top executives very firm
talks, not in tune with a government
speaks a little different with atonement
says he that “Made in India
should change as “Make In India for India”make For India
truly he is a man “Made In India:
and behaves like “Made For India”
as he stays back in his country
with his overseas honours degrees
an Indian who acts with prudence
not obeys with undue reverence
Hope, you got my reference
he is Raguram Rajan a man with a difference.
(The Governor of Reserve Bank Of India)

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Poetry

The Little Finger.


The little finger

tiny and small in stature

does work with a trigger

Without it one has to linger

nothing  as  such is meagre

everything  in fact is bigger

that is the reality in rigour.

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deeprooted never die Poetry theme

The Green Grass


I see the grass everywhere
with or without care
grows in lands bare
a lovely sight to share.

The green grass is thin
causesnot much of a din
finds itself into the bin
yet sprouts up again with a grin.

The tinier the grass seems
the stronger it is beyond dreams
spreads in a contagious scheme
gets rooted deep into the theme.

That way the grass grows
both in empty land and on the shores
either tended and mowgreen grassed in a close
or left unkempt and left coarse.

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eulogy Poetry

The Mother In You – —-Parenting -5


The mother in you twinkles
I see a sparkle
and also a trickle.

The mother in you smiles
effortlessly you cross the miles
carry a record of activity in files

The mother in you beams
as you see the order in a stream
and walk with a dream.

The mother in you stands tall
as your children listen to your call
you glide through in ease without a fall.

That be the mother in you at last
a name to reckon with in a cast
up goes your fame all fast.

There ends my eulogy of you
that be the mother in you
a shrine of values true.mother and sons

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examples Freedom Poetry teaching

The Mother In You —-Parenting –4


The mother in you, I note
keeps a distance from the float
slowly moves away with a quote
“Distance makes the heart grow fonder.”

The mother in you, I presume
watches the son through his resume
likes not to enter his room
as it is time for him to bloom.

The mother in you, I think
wishes to free from the ties in a wink
makes the dominance so far present to shrink
fades into the oblivion without a blink.

The mother in you attempts to teach
the ways you adopted are not a mere preach
they should be followed as examples by each
adulthood would certainly have a great reach.

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discipline handling Poetry

The Mother In You———-Parenting–3


The mother in you I surmise
at a time accepts without disguise
wills not to take any tries
accepts what comes and behave nice.

The mother in you I perceive
takes not anything under the sleeve
goes on with a staunch believe
an ideal custom that lends a relieve.

The mother in you I hope
at a later stage gives a long rope
but when the children encounter a slope
rushes to help them out to cope.

The mother in you I know
never intends your ward to a follow
inculcates principles profound in slow
a sane procedure that keeps them in a toe.

The mother in you I worship with fervour
a beautiful system you framedraising teenagers. with rigour
took it up with earnestness and valour
has placed you in a pedestal of fame and honour