Category: Actions

The great Player.

The mind is a great player.
At times scores a century.
At times knocks a duck.
With a little straw
it would build palaces .
With a big boulder
it would not erect a shed.
mounting pressures make it
paralysed in one way
They also make it agitated
in another sense ushering
a decayed sensibility
and a defunct stability.
It demoralise the being
getting stuck up somewhere
somewhat in a stunning
incomprehensible status.
To revive it is difficult
and assuaging back to normalcy
measures typical and severe
should step in.

Actions Poem

Hand _ Haiku.

Extending a hand
To the needy and ailing
Bestows a wand.

Tags bestow, help, needy, Poem, wand

Actions Money

The Game Of Making Money

The gallery of pictures
photographs and portraits
is a welcome change
to the computer savvy
who spends hours together
in information technology
serving a nation some
thousands of kilometers away.
burning the midnight oil
and working in shifts
abusing the mind and body
all at a time with receding hair
a small paunch and thick glasses.
Walking with a lag ,eating junk food,
and gazing at the screen, almost
a man of no life and blood
but mechanism and currency
go to form the bet with a cry
whoever strains more gets more
investing in a posh apartment
pays the loan to banks in
equated monthly instalments
finally ends up as a man
relevant of wealth but an
anachronism to the niceties
of which the world is made of.
Well ,coming to the gallery,
this man walks past along
mildly touching the paintings
and photographs with amity
and love that he has
so far missed while playing
the game of making money

Tags computer, Money, photograph, picture, Poem, technology

Actions Poem

Lovelorn.

The bird flew in circles.
It went up and down
it was hovering high
then it descended low.

The bird then stooped down
and sulked on the ground.
Spread its feathers around.
Covering itself in the foreground.

It lay there still for a few minutes
shirking its feathers violently
it rose up in a momentous flight..
In a quick it flew away.

Turning around I saw another bird yonder
It lay still beaten to death by a passerby.
Having lost its companion the bird had
expressed its bereavement through its restlessness.

Tags bird, Poem, restless

Actions Environment Poem

Go Green

It was a pool
so very cool
breeding frogs and tadpoles
all in a gathering hole.

The water is blue
and it reflects true
the colors in a hue
creating a grand flew.

the tadpoles jump
as though in a trump
then they slump
falling near a pump.

The hyacinths in the pool
float in the water cool
presenting a portrayal
not akin to a betrayal.

Well,the pool and its organism
enliven the environment in a realism
going with the solgan
go green in the run,.

Tags frogs, hyacinth.environment., Poem, pool

Actions Poem

Only Flaw.

The salvation is not near
as the protagonist goes apart
seeking petty trials
precipitating massive crimes
in the manner of jealousy
implicating a purposeful hurt
trying to carve an incision
and jeopardy by inflicting
an embittered attack
on the man and his family
who are known for gentleness
renowned for integrity
who so far waited in patience
who had only one flaw that
of adopting a tolerance
which had cost them expensive.
They being not allowed to live
in peace and harmony strive
to pull on overcoming the endanger
which runs lifelong and never finds an end.
Share!

Tags inflicting, Jealousy, Poem, salvation

Actions Poem

Chaos -Haiku.

A step taken
back or forward in the least.
would clear chaos.

Tags back, Chaos., Forward, Haiku, move

Actions Poem

Egoistic.

The ego in you
is a curse and a boon
all the same to you
but terminal to others.

The “I ” in you is a pride
that which holds you up
making you proud and
self- centeric on the whole.

The ego is referred
as something derogatory
calling for a clash
between individuals.

The ego is a bloom
if there is a limitation
of reference and recruitment
thus bringing a resolution.

Egoistic is a term
that intends a self-conceit
and a self promotion
ushering in casualties.

Modulations in egoistic is
by tempering the self-interest and
including the public perceptions
would bring about a reformation.

Tags casualties, ego, egoistic, Poem, Pride.

Actions Poem

Garb Of Spiritualism

The believers call themselves spiritual.
Living a in a world of piety and godliness
where every action is attributed not the habitual
but to the links of omnipotence in all effectiveness.
They say that good and bad are only textual
the good is the result of reverence to holiness
and the bad is the after effect of disrespect of rituals.
The pious surrender all things to the Gods.
owing nothing to themselves in reality.
They shift their responsibility to Gods
pleading that all things are born out of His creativity.
Spiritualism takes us into the world of wonders
where happenings are in a make believe world
owing nothing, expecting nothing doing nothing.
if that goes on in true sense of the word
then there is a source of freedom and consensus
but actually the garb of spiritualism
mocks the intrinsically good who accept
the merits and faults with an equanimity.

Tags garb, intrinsic, make- believe, Poem, spiritualism

Actions Love Poem

The Man Lying Down Dead,

The pulse beat is normal.
The heart beat is perfect.
The man turns cold.
His eyes flutter and
he falls down unconscious..
He is lying down like a dead.
None could understand the problem.
The doctors could do nothing.
The man lies like dead undeterred.
He is a young man about thirty-three.
As all stood around him with down cast eyes,
his wife with his little son rushed towards him.
She shook him and called him by his name
The man is lying down as dead undisturbed.
The little son took a step forward and then retreated.
again made a forward move but got back in fear.
The third time he raced ahead and fell on his father
letting out a cry ‘papa”, ‘papa” which made all cry.
The man lying down dead slowly opened his eyes.