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The Cat Pines.

April 3, 2017thoughtsmeenas17

A cat pines
the cry is poignant
being for its lost kitten.

It is heart-rending.
The motherly love overwhelms
She keeps vigil.

It is going on for days.
The cat is in anguish
being unable to find its little one.

My Approach To Life August 18, 2017
Modifications exasperate me. I alter time and again. Monoony kills me. Equated to a nagging in law. My mind works without a stop. The thoughts contend. It is a race in speed. Akin to a supersonic flight. Had been so all this while Unable to restrict myself, am curious even at this ripe age. It … Continue reading My Approach To Life →
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Radiance August 17, 2017
“I cannot believe my eyes,” Teja screams. She is delighted. “It is a dream come true,” she exclaims. She is elated. Watching her is gratifying. She, in early sixties, jumps like a kid. An Elysa can enthuse her. A ballon brings immense joy. She is enlivened by a rose. Contentment is the king. Enthusiasm drives … Continue reading Radiance →
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The Mouth Waters August 16, 2017
The mouth waters when I bite the mango the bitterness lingers.
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Independence August 15, 2017
Independence turns a violence. Massacre and death stare hard. Tears of delight and angusih score the celebration. The British leave the Indian subcontinent. The country lies torn. Hindu Muslim divide comes into force. A manipulation based on religion achieves the target. Harmony is lost forever. Friends become foes. Freedom hurts at this stage. … Continu […]
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The Dogs Make Me Dance August 11, 2017
I jump up and down when I see a pup. The one with half closed eyes whines, while I yell in a distraught. It is different when I see a dog. I run pulling the hurt right knee. The dog chases. snarls with bared teeth. I fear none other. The heart pounds. It is the … Continue reading The Dogs Make Me Dance →
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Forlorn Love August 10, 2017
She is in love. The face glows. She smiles for no reason. She dialogues with her man. Confronts, kisses. Romances in a dream. Like the clouds the love drifts through unknown pastures. It disappiates. She turns a shrew Looks daggers, speaks venom. A sordid reflection of a beaten mind.
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That can Happen August 9, 2017
The winds are fierce the boat topples with the fishermen. The fish captured slip and float free a joyous reunion. The men drown, the sea swallows a sad departure.
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The Consequent As The Antecedent August 8, 2017
A frail Indonesian with the sharp sickle, paces up and down, inspects the propitious fruit. Hooks it makes a strong pluck. The fruit stays unaffected. He gets harder. Detects a slight movement. Holds his breath involves higher energy this occasion. The huge fruit tumbles down like a bombshell. Awesome! I shout. It is wonderful. An … Continue reading The Cons […]
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A Friend Of Honour August 7, 2017
Back home the Neem tree on the north east corner, looks like a sepoy. Stands watchful and. Her imperiousity apprehends trespassers. Birds twitter and squirrels squeal as they go up and down. Fastidious. Seasons ensue a transformation. Never she seems weary. She embodies greenery. Represents myriads of medical formulas. Unaware of claims to patent rights,she […]
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That Picture August 6, 2017
I come across a photograph of a girl whose eyes are fish like express life. She looks splendid unable to take my eyes off her remain in a gaze. A flash back. I remember the face. Could she be one of my cousins? I attempt to track. My mother walks in. Reads my mind. Enjoying, settles … Continue reading That Picture →
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