Category: Poetry

Am I Too Greedy.

In a dilemma almost
being the idea foremost
the way to publish
and to establish
my status as a poet.

I know not where I am
ignorant of my poems’ reach
innocent of how people find it
I keep writing every day
with the hope of seeing the light.

I do not wish to self-publish
as I feel it is not credible
being blowing one’s own trumpet
I would be more than grateful
if any one extends an offer..

Is my wish too greedy?
Would I ever see my poems in a book/
Are they worthy to be printed?
goes on my mind with so many deliberations
Will I? will I? my heart cries.

Tags Poem, Poems, publish, Status

conclusive Poetry strokes style

The behaviour of one
be that a phenomenon
a treacherous denomination
a grab with a nomination
a siege with a stealth
a beating under the belt
a sly motivation of note
desirous not to unquote
tricky in a way
desperate in a sway
gather the best with a skill
unfortunate it is still
not able to enjoy the fruits
laboured so hard to loot
the steal turns elusive
not in straight conclusive
seen as in other latent strokes
that which had been acquired in hoax
falls from his grip in a close
stands he an offender in trial
that is his fate in style.

Tags Poem, siege, Stealth

Haiku Poetry

The Mass_ Haiku.

The lovely mass

the congregation of all Christians

evoked piety enmasse.

Tags christian, mass, Poem

abeyance. melodrama. silence Poetry

A Controversy

It was a day dull

it was not full

but had a tendency of a bull

a controversy raged high

voices went up the sky

none was shy

the hours passed

the tussle continued

sat there watching the melodrama

as the rays of the gamma

then came a silence

deadly in an abeyance.

Tags dull, Poem

Poetry

A Picture Of Winter

The chill air around

sends a quiver very profound

blows without a sound

creeps into the bones with a bound

the rattle and prattle are found

as the bones stutter in an abound

while the teeth chatter in a pound

the cold breeze crosses in an outbound

leaving me with a terrific wound.

Tags Air, bones, chill, Poem

fear Poetry

Fear –Haiku

It catches quick

as fast as burning fire

known as fear.

Tags Catches, Fire, Poem

appreciate. modern patent Poetry tradition

A Family Of Prestige –Snobbish They Are.

Post author By meenas17
Post date December 26, 2014
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A family I am familiar with
known for its modernistic feel
westernised in every field
be it in living or eating style
think high of the other side
speak not their own language
lisp in an Anglican style
hold their nose high
with a patented name
they are that way in a side
have another appearance in a mode
that to be too much traditional
and very much sticky to the community scroll
follow each ritual in the fore and to the core
such as the formalities that go with it
be that the step by step formulas
programmed by their ancestors with diligence
right from prenatal to death with an inference
blindly adhered to now for the sake of it in the go
with the money achieving the centrifugal show
a contradiction the keeps me beyond comprehension
an irrelevancy that overwhelms the complacency
know not what to do appreciate or depreciate?

Tags Anglican., ape, lisp, Poem, snobbish

Poetry welcome

Welcome—Haiku

Farewell to you
welcome to another beautiful one
a lovely 2015.

Tags farewell, Poem

Christ. smile. hatred Love Poetry violence

Merry Christmas

Come every year the Christmas
a festival of candles
honouring the birth of Christ
a gesture in a way very amazing and sprite
a significance with all merits
that be not only a birthday of the Lord
but be a recapture of his faith and brand
a renewal of his teachings
a virtual celebration as it looks now
being a convenient escapism from the cult
Christianity preaches love and kindness
mercy and sympathy carry the impetus
violence and hatred never in the syllabus
tells us to embrace every soul with a lovely smile
that takes us with a distinction across the miles
Do we see such kindred spirit as of now?
Have to hunt for such souls through the brow.
That again is an exercise to no avail
Setting aside the mission for a while
Wishing all a Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year.

Tags kindness, Love, merry, Poem

Poetry squeeze

A Ceremony

It is a ceremony
could it be a matrimony
seeks an alimony
a negotiation ensues
unpleasantness cruises
it prolongs for days
demands in all possible ways
escapes the decorum
sets in a quorum
with a memorandum
and articles in a forum
the elegance is lost
eloquence lasts
that be the ceremony in place
squeezed into a limited space.