April 15, 2018

The Pale Yellow Florets

April 15, 2018April 15, 2018

The Line I Set (Revision)

April 13, 2018

It is Namaste

The Dishonour July 14, 2018
An animated exchange I over pick up by chance. it is a discourse between Sega and Mega. It centres on the tales of success. Incredible. One of deeds wrought with a struggle. Revenue, says Sega is essential. Mega plays the fool says he mints money. They break their heads while estimating the fortune. How many […]
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Beyond Justification July 13, 2018
An illusion, creates a virtual image one of an eclipse partial or full I cannot justify. It haunts for an extraordinary period might be months or years intermittent or continu0us hard to circumspect. A prerogative induces a perception impacts a virtuosity real or imaginary difficult to deduce. An abstraction, invites rage inducts a rebuff a revenge […]
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Whom I to Condemn? July 12, 2018
It is an experience one of sustained work goes unrewarded. Potted by the kith not once or twice, many a time I lose count. Inspired by kindness could I describe it my essence I believe what I see and hear. Never do I go into the intensity the superficial strikes me I am deceived. Let […]
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A Serial Less Appreciated July 11, 2018
It is in the evening felt crazy despite the cool breeze. The sunset looks gorgeous the orange sun fascinates a subdued glory. The sky turns colourless the brilliant hue disappears giving way to a piquant complexion. The grey grows in strength as darkness envelops the night sets in. The transformations happen day in and day […]
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The Days Past July 10, 2018
The days which have passed eventful in many details significant and lively keep us merry. The celebrations inspire turn vigorous in most measures delightful and distinct an experience of blithe. Such is the retrospection awaken fond memories a willingness to take part an obligation boundless. Past is a record of episodes drive one to keep […]
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Oceanic July 8, 2018
Standing on the shore I look at the ocean dark and deep. She flows unperturbed I admire the sea wonderful and tenacious. The tides strike the shore at moments with force emphatic in a roar. The waves recede quick virtually with a sigh a sign of exhaustion. I perceive with awe. The blue waters warble […]
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She Is Vanamali July 6, 2018
one in the eighties recalcitrant and established, overturns the ones husband, in laws, children whoever comes her way reasonably unreasonable unscrupulous. Impacts delirium. Vanamali wants to preside chooses to impose, seeks to boss sets conditions unacceptable. She marches with an air of overconfidence. Condescending to those around, she appears imperious, […]
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The Celestial Phenomena July 5, 2018
In a split of a second the phenomena happen. The conception presents I do not wink my eyelids. It is magnificent. Being awesome. It is Krishna’s Visvarupa one stands stupefied. Next is Shiva’s Anandatandava. The cosmic dance scintillates A brilliance. I am amazed A remarkable performance. I perceive Hanuman in the sky. Flies. Strikes the air. […]
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What I Did? June 29, 2018
I did not remain at one place from dawn to dusk. Like an errand boy I run from post to post. Rush to finalize the details I myself have assigned. I approach with a focus I pursue with tremendous vitality. Am I carrying out all right? I contemplate for a while. I talk to myself. A Soliloquy. […]
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Interventions Hold June 28, 2018
A series of events provokes an apprehension. Are they premonitions? I stagger. They are phenomena that arise. Not issues to fret and despair. I gather the loose ends. shun the sequences from the mind. They come back in a periodical frequency much to my chagrin. They are hallucinations that haunt me. Cannot skip the course. What […]
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Meenas Poems

It is a spontaneous overflow of poetic expressions.

Month: April 2018

The Implied

Adventurous

Ravana– Lesser Dimension

Scientific Progress

Stately Homes

The Sculpture

The Pale Yellow Florets

The Line I Set (Revision)

It is Namaste