Meenas PoemsDeep frothy brown oil spills
Dirty dark frothy liquid splashes,
Setting the Gulf in disaster.
Mighty ocean in deep blue,
Flows in regular clue,
Unaware of the danger.
Lovely fish in silvery shine,
Swim across in disciplined line,
Unmindful of the terror.
Erring human heartless trial,
Cries aloud in screaming frail,
Alert of the oncoming collapse.
This post is for Thursday Poets Rally Week 23 Poem Post.
A heartless sprawl,
A wicked prowl,
A deadly harm,
A ruthless hound,
The Maoists infringe.
A sudden attack,
A speedy track,
A severe shoot
A bloody splurge,
The Maoist ignite.
A gory splash,
A wrenching trash,
A collective massacre,
A blemished debacle
The Maoist incite.
A gruesome aggression
A terrible repercussions,
A melancholic sobriety,
A depressing overture,
The Maoist inject.
A communal flaying,
A communist exploiting,
An arsenal deluge,
The Maoist indulge in,
Gunning the innocent.
It is amusing to read the market trends.
Yesterday,
The market was up.
The Euro gained.
The dollar lost its value
Gold soared
Oil plunged.
Today,
Markets are not steady.
There is little suspicion about greek rescue.
Dollar gains against Euro.
Gold falls.
Oil tumbles.
What is it going to be tomorrow?
Again,
It will be what it was a day ago.
It is so simple ,as all that.
A nation, rich in heritage, high in culture, alarmingly bounteous in wealth, was plundered by the Mughals ,followed by the British to a large extent.
The Dutch, French and Portuguese also added up their wealth by usurping the resources of this ancient nation.
This particular country, after having been enslaved by the British Raj, who left the country in tatters in 1947, has made a tremendous recovery.
Its wounds have been healed.
Its emptied treasury is being filled up.
Its drained intelligence is getting a face lift.It has taken nearly six decades to come out of the dark.
Etching and eking, sweltering and sweating , the Indian subcontinent has emerged as a powerful economy.
What an ordeal it had to face.!!
The new nation, the great United States of America, is in a dire league.
The country ,known for its affluence, wealth and dominance, is curling under the economic depression.
The melt down, which had cast a doom, is after long perusal and deliberation ,looks to be man-made.
To be precise, it is much so, created by fat cats .
These fat cats include pot-bellied businessmen and big greedy politicians.
Their suspicious transactions covered by synthetics and cosmetics have driven the powerful economy to the streets.
The loathsome defects and selfish desires have forced a collapse.
The nation is torn, is bleeding, yet certain conspiracy still lingers.
The regulators take them to the court.
Goldman sachs , concisely to get out ofe the long drawn procedures,has opted to pay fine.
It has been fined heavily.
Goldman with tight lips has accepted to pay the exorbitant penalty.
Why ? and How?
The political bureau, the economic research would not be able to disclose the manipulations, as most of the top people are involved.
In the course, the great U.S has been plundered, has been looted,not in a literal manner, but in a most stylistic tactful move.
It is theft,blatant robbery.
It is ruthless and sacrilegious.
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Where are you?
I am,
Mostly in the north.
Mostly in high altitudes,
Mostly in soaring platitudes
Mostly out of reach.
Where can I see you?
I am,
Mostly in paper,
Mostly in commodities market,
Mostly in online trading,
Mostly beyond hold.
How can I get you?
I am,
Mostly not trackable,
Mostly not reachable,
Mostly not detectable.,
Mostly a mirage.
Oh! oh! Oh!
I am,
Mostly the safe haven,
Mostly the secured asset,
Mostly the pride possession,
Mostly the greatest of all.
Long ago I saw a river,
Flowing in full ease,
Water clean and blue,
Fish tossing up and down,
Singing cheerfully while jostling.
Now , I see the same river,
Parched to the full,
Water murky and dirty,
Plastics ebbing up and down,
Crying painfully while draining.
From time immemorial . the concept “use and throw “is in vogue.
Cooking was done in earthen pots.
The “use and throw ” pattern is found here.
Before plates, made their advent ,it was the leaves that were laid down to partake.
The “use and throw ” method was adopted.
Glasses ,cups ho;d our beverages now.
Long back, it was cup made of leaves that were utilised.
Once again, it was the “use and throw” functionary which was predominant.
Gunny bags small and big were taken to purchase goods.
Cloth bags were provided by the shops for buys.
Baskets were made of bamboo.
Vessels were scrubbed and washed with natural ash.
Coconut fibre was used to cleanse the adamant stains.
Everything was rom Nature.
Nature gave in plenty and accepted back in grace.
It was a complete eco-friendly scenario.
Now “Use and throw” , has taken a not thought of dimension.
It is a plastic era.
We see plastic in different forms.
Once used , it is thrown out.
It lies strewn on the earth, totally not decomposed.
It spoils Nature .
It spreads danger.
The word interest has acquired interesting connotations.
Interest holds the liking to a subject-reading, writing , watching etc.
Interest also has a gripping significance in business and commerce.
The rate of interest is what we are talking about.
How did this word interest receive such a meaning in economy?,is my pressing suspicion.
Interest has a pleasant meaning.
That which forces you to get involved is interest.
This is the most likely definition for the word.
Its induction in business, particularly in money lending activity must have been an ambiguous proposition.
Letting out money ,is itself a sin.
Collecting interest at the rate of percentages like 36% ,24%. 18% so on and so forth , is a severe transgression.
If you want to help your friends lend them money .
Then if they are willing to repay ,( they should, otherwise they are committing a crime,)accept the amount without any addition or multiplication.
This is true humanitarian approach.
On the contrary ,people lend money for interest , and get rich by the accumulation of interest.
They take compound interest , which is highly risky and is a damn merciless action.
This inhuman activity might seem to be remunerative financially, but the mental ablutions are quiet extraordinary .
The revenue thus earned is highly immoral and callous.
But that appears the only way to make easy money , without facing loss, as the money lent has a material security with a lender.
We should find a new word in English as a substitute to interest, when it comes in reference to financial output.
The natural disasters ,all throughout in the last few years ,is a terrible mandate cast by man’s insane radicalism.
The Chilean earthquake a couple of days back is of 8.8 magnitude.
The Haitian quake gobbled hundreds of thousands of people. a month back.
The Indonesian disturbance devoured thousands a few months ago.
The floods also added to the misery.
These disasters forewarn the habitants of a further dangerous perils ahead.
If not taken seriously , a wash away of mankind is almost a reality in course of time.
The mourns and wails make us dizzy.
The cry and grief turns us melancholic.
The sobs and disaster render us mute.
yet life goes on.
The attack of nature is a reciprocal to man’s misdoings.
His unmindful destruction of forests, unlawful reclamation of land from the sea, unjustifiable pollution of water sources, indistinct effort to castigate the legal ramifications have driven Nature to act in vengeance.
Yet life goes on.
The seemingly visible reinforcements to protect nature are but a real chivalrous momentum of reluctance.
The grand eloquence displayed in summits and conferences is a bombastic preface that need real enforcement.
The indulgence in manipulating a string of chaotic accentus to the harmony has struck Mother Nature with a strong blow,that a minor friction to the regular relation causes a terrible annihilation.
Yet life goes on.
The imprudent discoveries ,the unnatural inventions, the artificial impregnation, the violent turn from the accepted norms have marred the peaceful existence.
Yet life goes on.
The tortuous deeds, the polluted emissions, the usurping inclinations, the frivolous masquerades, the infirmities , the treachery, the ambiguity, the suspicion , that rule the land have bitten the equanimity of the natural environment.
Yet life goes on.
No attempt to reinstate the lost complacency is to be found.
No effort to reinforce the principles that govern nature is to be tracked.
No allurement to fatten tha already skinny bag of bones that dominate the world in its entirety is to be traced.
A shudder passes through the spine.
Nature is taking its toll.
God forbid!
The fluctuations in the market lead to an unrestricted peril.
The frequent policy changes by the Banks add to the misery.
Small pricks like hike in the interest rate to a trivial.25% causes a meningitis trauma in the Wall Street.
Tiny piercings like warm welcome to the Dalai Lama in the white House annoys China, who sells its investment in U.S.bonds.
The nuclear armament strength displayed by Iran angers U.S.
This squabbles sound like a fight in the street corners.
The hub and din in the streets cause a fumigation, that lead to massive burial of the vitality.
It is the trivia that scores over the essential.
A similar pattern is detected in the modern economy.
The policies do not hamper progress.
It is the controversies that proclaim scorn.
While scoffing over mundane issues , we lose track of the eminence which sinks into oblivion leaving the economy in utter disruption.
The discomfiture exhibited in the economy parades a fictitious perception
There seems a high jump at times.
There occurs a dismal fall at times.
These extremes bring about a disgust that pervades the whole ensemble.
Uncertainties ,gloom, disappointment and dejection encircle the stratosphere.
When are we going to see radiance?
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