Category: thoughts

Ants ,Bees And Sparrows.

The small things we see keep us agog.
The ants moving up and down
black ,red and brown
seem to go to a nearby town
perhaps to a place well-known
holds our attention in great tone.

So be the ants in line
come next the swarm of bees
which go round in buzzing tees
sucking the nectar from the trees
moving in circles without a cease
making us watch them as though in a seize.

The buzzing tone gives way to squeaks
with the sparrows tweeting from the creeks
pecking the insects with their beaks
quipping and responding with shrieks
going up and down in a freak
on the whole releasing a scenario sleek.

The ants, bees and sparrows make us watch with awe.
Their movement renders a discipline enormous.
Their purpose releases a gusto tremendous.
Their unity throws a light fastidious.
Their activities let out a spark imperious.
We look small apparently before their grandeur gorgeous

Tags ants, bees, Discipline, Poem, sparrow grandeur

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Saturations And Repercussions.

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 2, 2013
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Noticed a lovely little bud near by.
Saw a mighty ocean a little away.
Perceived a blossoming flower besides.
Met a unmatured girl a few yards away.
Getting assaulted on every other way
Her spirit dampened at the incongruity of the world.

Tags bud, flower, Poem

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Cause Might Be.

Today rose. up to a different morn
heard no cawing of crows early in the morn
not the cuckoo singing aloud in the morn
or the chattering of sparrows in the morn
being there silence, a monumental silence.

Wondering,got up from the bed early in the morn
Walked out to the patio hurriedly with a frown
Searched for the adorable birds in the dawn
None could be found on trees or plants around the lawn
With dismay turned inside with worries not gone.

Deliberating on this unusual activity for long
Got up to go with the routine in a belong,
The remnants of the morn’s behaviour haunted along.
Felt sad of having missed the morning song.
Moved out with a sensibility wrong.

The distraction was a haunt in the affront.
Many dispositions came to the mind at front.
Being there no rain has caused distraught drought
There were no flowers or fruits in the upfront.
These might be the reasons for the birds to migrate in brunt.

Tags Birds, migration, Poem, reasons.

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An Insight keen.

Funny it might look
but it has a serious impact.
Grave it might appear
but would be very frivolous.
Thus the happenings and events command
demanding an insight keen.
Going by the appearance is deceptive
A clown who makes other people laugh
carries a heavy feeling internally
laughing outside he weeps inside.
Playing pranks to please others
sustains him and his family
While he does comical interludes
he breaks down with an inclusion within his circle
as he pours out his bottled up emotions.
The deluge of interceptions make him a tragic hero.
Whereas a man who cries uncontrollably on stage
creates a scene and pulls his audience alongside
has a peaceful life at home living in prosperity and cheer.
These two supposed schedules on stage and on real life
give a gist of what is transpiring amongst us.
Many among us put a bold face in times of sorrow.
Many more amongst us become sad at the slightest intrigue.
Such controversial stuff by which man is made off
presenting a dull comprehension and a frugal basics
coping with difficulty in the worldly strife.

Tags clown, commands, demands, Poem, tragic hero.

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Experience In Real life.

Enormous wealth lies unclaimed
while the family is engaged in feuds
A year later it would pass on to the national wealth
while the family would go on fighting
for what is not there as everything has been lost.
Fights do bring justice they say
but I feel it would be possible in a place
where there is law and justice,discipline and decorum.
When these go missing from the scenario
how do you expect a judgement fair and just.
This family has got nowhere as the members
do shadow boxing and keep away from each other
fearing they might lose what they have in hand
perhaps they do not want to share their booty
with the one who has not got anything.
In the end the outsiders, banks and auctioneer’s enter
acquiring a valuable asset and lucrative revenue.
That is how things work when there is no understanding.
when the members lack the fundamental principles and reasoning power.

Tags fighting, Poem, scenario, vain

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Immortal You Are.

The ease of mediation
the flexibility in thinking
the desire to conclude
all get strangled
by the quality of jealousy.
Envy has been long man’s enemy
The better qualities in him
sink into oblivion and disappear
when jealousy takes over.
Feeling hot over nothing
Depressed over another’s progress.
Talking ill of a kin.
Manipulating and manoeuvring
Stopping other’s advance in life and business
by placing hurdles and constructing obstacles
both physical and abstract a notion to be disowned
make life which is a short span
a period of sixty to eighty years in all
hell and morbid, disenchanting and unnerving.
This diabolical attitude is because
that each one of us think we are immortal
and would stay on forever reigning supreme.

Tags immortal, Jealousy, Poem

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Slimming

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 1, 2013
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She getting thinner and thinner
looks like a bag of bones.
High cheeks stand protruding.
Her eyes sunken looks cheerless.
Her neck long and thin
eject like a giraffe.
The hands are long and bony
The fingers with long nails
expose the nerves and are sinewy.
Appearing long and lean
she ensues a terrible distraction.
All these did happen
as she had gone on diet
wanting to shed few kilos
Actually it had led to
a destruction of flesh
and extrusion of bones
A wrong formula perhaps
deployed by her to look
elegant and slim.
Remember,the flesh around you
and the skin over it
give a beautiful look
one supplementing the other.

Tags Beauty, diet, Poetry, slim

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Praise The Dead.

Praising the one when he is dead
making him a saint
apart from all follies
away from all flaws
has become the practice.
Know not why it has become so
When one is alive
he faces confrontations
and suffers verbal attacks
even physical assaults.
The moment he passes away
he is spoken high off
his negatives become positives
growing high in image
held in esteem by the very same
who talked ill of him.
Wonder ,why such things happen.
Feel, why not people behave normally.
Sense, a quality of belittlement.
Experience, a toxic level of excitement.

Tags alive., degrade. dead, Poem, praise

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Patience Is A virtue.

With the right turn
she went away
getting hurt
and badly beaten
by the remarks and tease.
She, being genial
got along in cordial
never rubbing anyone
on the wrong side
Taking care in extremes
smiling at all in pleasant
talking in terms cool
behaving with elegance.
Unfortunately she got
a treatment bad
and a deride sad
making her reject everyone.
This being the first time
she expressed her displeasure
and made a walkout
to show her protest.
Patience is a virtue no doubt
But excess of it becomes a vice .

Tags excess, Patience., Poem, vice, Virtue

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The Strong Will

A strong-willed person
lacks a strong physique
With a frail body
and very less immunity
he contracts infection
every now and then
Getting over one
he catches another
which drain his resources
making him weak and tired
but with his determination
overcomes these discomforts
moving along with the world
participating in every event
emerging successful
proving that strength of mind
sustains the spirit than the body.