Category: Poetry

The Memory Forsakes

It is a carelessness
dodges me now and then
Could it be of thickness
or could it be in the dense
both the mind and memory
leave me now for a break
I do not know what to do
without them in the take
I turn irrelevant in a show.

Well they ask with impertinence
how long could we serve you?
you have to practice diligence
and revert your due
please allow us to rest alone
without your intimacy
we would be better off in tone
away from your dependency.

I have become a despondent
not physical in an abrupt sense
not have a stick to support
nor an aid to alert my senses
my eyes are not with glasses
my abstract undergoes turns and twists
memory has deserted me long ago
the mind tries to wander around
with not a stick I stick to a logo.

The logo tells of the delirium
feverish in the mind and thought
what would be the optimum?
unknowingly I hasten to the slot
where I do not recognise myself
I sit there in the amiss for long
my eyes hover not with a focus
soon I would merge into a song.

Tags Memory, Mind, Poem

Mother's day. Poetry

The Mother’s Day.

Mother’s day special it is
a wish and a gift with a thought
would lead to a bliss
allow it to prosper in all slots

A wish could keep you going
a thought from far and near
a gift also a buoying
that one from the dear.

Mothers all over the world
relish this day with a joy
an appreciation in words
worth a million in an enjoy.

A concept much new now
not known during my days
never wished my mother in a know
while she remained in stay.

Good to remember the one who begot you
I would vouchsafe even more not a wish alone
a day is insufficient in a clue
as she still holds you without a frown.

Every day is Mother’s Day
as she is the best of all that belongs
call her anyway
wish her with a happy song.

Tags Poem, Wish

hot Poetry rainy.

Malaysian Weather–

Here rain pours
the sun shines with strength
an equatorial Malaysia

Tags Haiku, Poem

basic Poetry proof

Theorem of Life —A syndrome.

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 10, 2015
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A theorem gives you a hypothesis
with that you come out with a thesis
it is a research in a kind
leading to a lot of finds.

A theorem is a proved fact
leads you to results intact
it is a geometrical one basically
be an approval intrinsically.

A theorem is an interpretation
the proofs are an exposition
that would happen if it is so
a general application in a flow.

A theorem could be a proposition
not only in geometrical disposition
they are altered to lifestyle
a modification in the trial.

The theorem of life in proposition
covers all the perceptions
not alienating the rise and fall
inclusive of all.

Tags geometry, Life, Poem

Poetry

Thorn In A Bush—–Allegory

A thorn in a bush
could pin you down
mind y not the prick
go with a kick.

A thorn in a bush
could stop you
do not hesitate the pull
go like a bull.

A thorn in a bush
could stagnate your actions
set aside those reactions
go in a motion.

A thorn in a bush
could dampen your spirits
ignore the devil
go against the evil.

It might be a thorn
real in a sense
do not see under the lens
throw it across the fence.

It is the way to pull
out the thorn
walk ahead strong
make the best of it nothing wrong.

Tags bush., Poem, thorn

angst curse fair Poetry progeny

A Fair Deal In A Steal.

A share in a steal
as if it is a deal
comes not once
but thrice.

A fair deal
that too in a steal
makes me aghast
and amazed.

A fair deal
that too in a steal
finds an impartiality
respect to the fertility.

A fair deal,
that too in a steal
goes unnoticed
as is the practice.

A fair deal
that too in a steal
seems to amuse me
thinking of the fee.

A fair deal
that too in a steal
would ruin the progeny
with angst and a curse.

Tags deal, Poem, steal

contentment. Poetry

Tthe light At The End

it is a feverish mind
that throws all kinds
hypothetical in thoughts
not practical in faults
a close understanding
a clear focusing
would bring results desired
that could be the required
contentment is the end
then achieve it with a slight bend
I mean a bow in the flow
a slight adjustment in the toe
enable you to see the light
with that you give up your
the give and take policy you go with
a little here and a little there forthwith
would take you to levels high
the light would be visible from anywhere.

Tags end., light, Poem

pleasure. Poetry

On Writing.

The likes I see
the comments I find
the blogs I read
the images I see
make me revel
how many ways to write
how much to write
how well to write
I sit with an amazement
I stare with an astonishment
well, writing is a fun
it could also render a run.

Tags Poem, write

Faith Poetry repose.

The Belief Full

The faith one has
a full and complete
with no ifs and bits in class
very firm and resolute
be it in the case
of husband and wife
the one in a chase
would ruin the life
could be the same
with the master and servant
the one plays the game
would prove to be defiant
could also work out
with friends in all
the one betrays out and out
would be undoubtedly a fall
be that always in the stream
the trust on one another
would promote a gleam
a wonderful scenario rather.

Tags Poem, trust

Poetry

The High You Think

The one who thinks high of oneself
finds the most abject of his self
I know one who speaks so high
that I almost forgot who amI?
he or she that does not matter
intrudes with the incessant chatter
talks and hastens to add
glorifies with a fad
considers him to be top
be it in looks or wealth in a nonstop
behaves so funny and clumsy in a way
all at a time in a fray and in a play
light headed he is all the more
levelheaded s he has to become even more
if not there is surely a disaster on the anvil
time to change his outlook with a will.