Category: thoughts

The Man And Master.

A man of little means
working from morn to night
not a permanent job in hand
but doing odd jobs at many a home
very well-mannered and genial
above all most trustworthy
has no expectations in life
lives from his earnings
with his children and wife
moving about in a bicycle
answers every call with a smile
and talks affably to everyone.
Sad to say that man had to face a brunt
from one of his masters
who called him to his office
scolded him for no reason at all
asking him to swear that too
on his child ‘s head
he had to do and did he
then walked out from the place
carrying his little child
completely broken and devastated.

Tags Child, cycle, Man, Master, Poem, swear

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It Is Irritating.

It is irritating nothing but irritating.
It is trash nothing but trash.
Having been away mentally
Seeing not eye to eye
keeping a distance from a particular person
I hate myself for calling him a person.
Not talking a word about them
let it be good or adverse.
That being my habit all through
as to not pronounce the names of those
who had harmed me wantonly.
That being so,I got a call from overseas
Mind you it was a missed call
Calling back respecting the seniority of the caller
who came on-line very briskly
started talking about the person.
I told him in no certain terms
that the call is wasteful expense
My patience flew into a rage
shouted at him for behaving so funny
as he knows fully well that I care a tuppence
and not cast my eyes on the concerned person
Closing down I was shaking with anger
and wondered why people act so badly

Tags Bad, funny, harm, irritating, Poem, trash

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Come Down

You living in a world of dreams.
and living in a glass house
while building castles in the air
galloping fast on the horse
that is saddled with imagination
come down to the present
not on a horse or on the wings
just take a stroll round the town
walking at your own pace and style
not with great hurry but in leisure
you would get an experience new
that of hunger and disease
with deficit and death all over
where the inflation has played havoc
where there is no economy or financials
that of the research, analysis and thesis
but abject poverty and abominable rejection
where people are lying on roads begging for food
and playing music for a penny
are the many expressions that escape your attention
rather do not exist in your lexicon.
Let me tell you have a look at all these
and tell me what you feel.

Tags castles, death and disease., hunger, Imagination, Music, painful, Poem

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Closing The Eyes.

Closing the eyes
while talking over phone
looks little out of size
being practised by none
but doing that by tries
has become my own
giving a feeling of flies
away from the reality zone.

It being a pause and cause
holding me over and above
not wanting to see the real farce
but keeping me in a flow
talking with concentrated clause
relevant to the conversation on toe
with no distraction in the close.

Tags close, concentrated, distraction, Eyes, Poem

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Filling The Boat With Water.

Post author By meenas17
Post date August 28, 2013
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The future looking very promising
he goes on with his ideas eulogizing
not listening to anyone for the cause
not thinking of what would be the course.
The futuristic design is appreciated
going with the moderation dedicated
but not with a haste injected
and speed that would one day get ejected
that would overcome the future itself
with debts and liabilities in the shelf
that could land one in troubled waters
before one could realise the status
and correct the fault with a delineation
the boat would be full of water and in alienation
ready to go into the depth in a wink
just the moment,rather at the brink
when one is going to retrieve it safely

Tags boat, Care., moderation, Poem, promising.

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Sense Of Suspicion

Living with a sense of suspicion
thinking of all possibilities
that might happen not on its own
but being planted wantonly
appears to be a problem of the mind.

The purposeful mischief exists
there being no doubt of it
but for all shortcomings
placing the blame on sabotage
looks ridiculous and strange.

The players are no way invincible,
They too have their slips and turns
that could overturn their designs.
They have to deal with extra caution
as they are into something evil and bad.

Facing the situation bravely.
Undaunted you be of any throws
The resolute mind could overthrow
and keep progressing without flaw
Let this be your approach hereafter.

Tags Mind, Poem, Suspicion

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Nothing Original

As one grows old
the hair turns grey
the eyes see less,
nose functions full
teeth get shaky
and the legs ache
while there is a break
as every joint cracks
and every bone squeaks
so with the colouring of the hair
and spectacles knocking your nose
and dentures lying smart in your mouth
and with stents implanted in your heart
you pull along till you can
dragging your legs and feet
holding on with your wobbling hands
as the original has given way to the artificial

Tags Age, dentures., grey, Life, Old, original, Poem, spectacles, stent

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My Good Old Cook

Settling back on my ease chair
setting through the days back
as they came on by one in turns
resembling the slide show
while I was browsing them with my mental eyes
one such scene struck me through
that of the days when I went to school.
One day I missed my milk
as it was getting late for school
jumped into the car waiting in the porch
asking my driver to rush through
as I was crossing the patio
my faithful cook who had been with us long
came running with a glass of milk
bidding me to drink it at once
otherwise I would feel tired in school
not able to concentrate in my class.
The episode brought tears in my eyes
as I sat recollecting the day
and remembering my good old cook
who passed away a decade ago.
Now I have none to take care of me thus
as it is now I need most care and affection
remaining the fact my hair is going grey.

Tags cook, greying, hair., need, Poem, remebering

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The Sensual Love.

Loving with extreme passion
intensely for fleeting reasons
like good looks and stylish fashion
gets confined to a secondary section
where sensual becomes an infatuation
the physical lust instigate an insinuation
the moment the pursuit succeeds in the derivation
the love gets exhumed and goes into extinction.

Tags Love, physical fashion, Poem, sensual

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The German Way

Having gone the German way of becoming rich
where the desires go into a ditch
while frugality comes into force.
as buying from the available source
becomes the practice of the season
This being taken up for good reasons
brought in a prosperity without glamour
settling in for a growth beyond rumour.
Austerity being a well designed promotion
from there emanated no commotion
as all came under the proposed norms
within the prescribed forms
leading to a peaceful existence
within limited means releasing the essence.