Category: thoughts

That is Me

Lot of things to do
before I go to sleep
so saying I went here and there
I climbed up in a hurry
then descending down the stairs fast
ran to the kitchen to wind up
seeing nothing amiss over there
turned quickly back to lock it
dashed on the wall by mistake
while a little water lay there
stumbled and lost the balance
fell flat on the floor
crashing my forehead on the pedestal
wailing Oh My God !lay down there for
quarter of an hour passed
with tears streaming down the cheeks
experiencing an excruciating pain.
Then, had to get up bearing the hurt
made way to the bedroom limping
fell on the bed after taking a pain-killer
while the hurt lay dormant for few hours
dozed off lying in a peculiar style
with my head raised high up
and my aching knee on the top of four pillows

Tags careless., hurry, hurt, Poem

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The Experienced Love.

Married through forty years
love going strong all through
with the sensual love of early years
slowly subduing and blossoming up into new
flowering into a bond of understanding
where flirtations have given way to realisation
with the serious thought and graceful dealing
leading one into another to a perfect recognition
the couple go holding their hands together
carefully crossing the tides in total elegance
might be prescribing a style with relevance..

Tags flirtation, forty, Love, Poem, years

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Mid Morning Sun

Out in the hills
trekking up the slopes
saw the sun shining still
coming through in rays
through the dense trees
while the yellow flames
piercing through the green vegetation
was a sight fantastic to watch
being a fantasy t experience.
poets have sung about sunrise
slowly ascending from the blue ocean
and also many have got in verse
the sun set in poetic diction
where the red ball sinks into the ocean again
but I for one had a different course
that of not the early sun and twilight
but of the mid morning sun
neither too hot in its peak
not too light as in its early hours
but middle and moderate
medium tone and endurable
shining brightly through the rising hills
playing hide and seek by coming out
and going in quick mode of display
a real thrilling experience indeed!

Tags Experience, fantastic, Fantasy, mid morning, peeking, Poem, Sun

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Going In Flames.

The puff of smoke went around him
He being immersed in the fumes through him
Not coming out from any fire mishap
but emanating from his cigar in shapes
going in circles all around him
making him cough incessantly
affecting not only him but others sufficiently
affecting his lungs and laryngitis
would make him lose his voice in ease
Not being sad of he being destroyed
but his children and family get decayed
his friends and people who knowingly or unknowingly
have to be with him for constraints seemingly
succumb to the destruction very quickly
Alas! poor souls go in flames for no fault of theirs.

Tags destroys., kills, Poem, smoke

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A Delight So

It is a day of deviation
want to be away in action
not of the usual involvement
but in the different environment
away from the daily routine’
much away into the setting
where there is no pressure
where there is only leisure
with no receipt and payment
only there be entertainment
mostly forgetting who I am?
It has begun so and remains so
hope it would continue also
leaving me in a refreshment
releasing a delightful sentiment.

Tags Delight, Entertainment, Poem, pressure, Routine, Sentiment.

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The Coy Love.

With the rose in his hand
he said “I love you” in a manner grand
Blushing like the rose with glamour
she went past him without a murmur
He ran behind her like a mad
proposing again in glad.
The girl blushed once more
made her way to the door.
Not knowing what to do.
the coy boy sat down without a cue.
The girl hoping to see him behind
turned back and finding him not in the hind
felt sad and sat down with tears
The feel of love is so strange
not able to express in the range
not possible to show explicitly
it is so deep and keen invariably
a false step would break the heart
mending it would be a task great.

Tags Break, Love, Poem, Rose, Sad

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Expectations Hurt.

Expecting nothing
brings a lot of things.
with ornate and adorns
releasing a bright dawn.
Expecting the most
leads to a bare toast
plain without any garnish
being one forced and tarnished.
This be the experience of all
but we go on thinking of the call
when there is really no prompt
beholding a diversified plot
the mind gets on with the clause
going beyond all the choice
considering the gross ahead
then taking up the net instead
with workings in and around
hoping to receive with an abound.
well that is the way we are brought
as we go on making things hot.

Tags expectations, plain, Poem, toast, work

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The Heart Is In The kitchen

Post author By meenas17
Post date August 11, 2013
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A house needs an active kitchen
catering to the members demands
all other things become subsidiary
as limousines and furnitures going behind
There being not a great necessity
holding big cars on the drive
and exquisite decorations inside
the kitchen takes a role on the move
with it being fully equipped
not the gadgets modern that go into
but also the utensils age-old that add
with the provisions of quality well stocked
along with the combustion getting on without break
as in countries like India there goes a scarcity
and stocking the fuel is an offence
maintaining the fuel through the burn
either be gas or electricity prudent
above all being efficient in cooking
adds to the validity and reference
as the household could rely on tasteful
and healthy cooking without any forgiving
as this would turn against the intention
redeeming the thought of going out for dining.
Say almost that the kitchen takes the heart of the house
with all means and by all things,

Tags heart, kitchen, Poem

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The Effective Police.

There was a big robbery in the bank in midnight
the Police could not crack through.
There was a terrible murder in daylight
the police could not get through.
There was a riot and agitation in the afternoon
the Police could not put through.
There not finding space the man parked his car
the police caught him and charged him then and there.

Tags effective, Poem, Police

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Disaster great.

The daring deed brought fame
It gave him a recognition.
It ignited the flame
that was in negotiation
whether to burn or not
Burn id did in red
not as a rising dot
but as being led
jumping in such velocity
spreading a curious light
causing an alacrity
never before in sight
warning of a destruction
kindled by his recent glory
telling all that he by seduction
let out by his victory
claims an invincibility
which looks dangerous
contradicting the security
pertaining to be infectious
leading to a disaster infinity.