Tag: Fear

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Publishing

Publishing makes one nervous

Writing is a flow natural

being very much spontaneous

Getting it into print is strain literal

where there emanates pain laborious.

Writing with ease when and where

with none to go about in tease there

an effort that is privately own

going by the thoughts grown

decorating them with wordy tones.

Getting published is every writer’s wish

getting publishers is a great risk.

with every publication turning away in a fizz

the writer loses his tempo in a brisk

thus many works get away not recognised by a kiss.

Tags Fear, nervous, Poem, publishing, Risk

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The Sound Of The Bell

The bell rings

not from the church

not from the temple.

The bell rings incessantly

not an alarm

not a phone .

The bell rings with great sound

neither from the fire brigade

nor from the city tower.

The bell rings violently

it being a call

it being a siren.

The bell chimes vehemently

warning everyone to hide

hurrying all to go underground.

The bell’s sound

takes various cues

whilst this rings fear.

Tags bell, chimes, Fear, Poem, rings

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Living long.

Living long is a bane
cries an old man in pain
suffering from loneliness
succumbing to fretfulness

Living long is fun
says an old woman with a pun
laughing heartily with cheer
ignoring the care of the dear..

Living long is neither bane
nor fun says the one who is sane.
with an intention to live wholly
and go through the span enduringly.

Perceptions differ from one to one.
one could afford a pretty run
the other sets a dispassion
yet another accepts in fashion.

It is all in the mind
good or bad and kind
emanates from within
manoeuvering a fill in

Living with the world
keeping up the pace in words.
Catching up with the tide
offers a graceful side.

Tags Age, Fear, Grace, long, Poem

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Man of The Past

A man stayed in the past
he never came to the days fast.
he stood there looking aghast
at the skies in a gaze.

To him past proved everything
It kept on ringing.
Memories flow in bringing
thoughts in a singing.

To him past is not a history.
it is not anything hoary.
It tells a story
with interesting anecdotes wholly.

Quotes the prices of yester years.
The present price tag causes a fear.
The events of today make him shed tears.
Oh! He looks like King Lear.

Tags Fear, History, Past., Poem, prices, tears king Lear.

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Two Little Birds On A Tree.

Post author By meenas17
Post date June 5, 2013
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Two little birds perched on the tree
squeaking and tweeting all the time
nothing to frighten the to a flee
spent the morn happily with good chimes.

Their happiness continued till the noon
when suddenly a thunder struck with a loud sound
The little birds shivered in fright and swooned
and there was a great downpour all around.

Short while after the little ones revived
Shrugging their feathers of the moisture
they still hung close to their hive
looking down at the land below in discomfiture.

To their horror found a monkey climbing over
quivering they tried to fly down with effort
Once they got down they went in a hover
to a nearby tree expecting a good support.

Whether they found themselves secure or not is not our look out?
Wherever we turn the theory of the survival of the fittest is in the run.
Restricting not only man but also birds and animals all in the way out
Power, strength, money and greed play the fixtures taking turns.

Tags Fear, Introspection, Poem, survival

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A Feel.

Post author By meenas17
Post date June 5, 2013
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It is a feel
a feel of horror
full of terror
crossing the border.

It is a feel
a feel of fear
from the rear
getting over the shoulder.

it is a feel
a feel of sadness
ending up with a reservedness
inducing a withdrawal

it is a feel
a feel of happiness
extending to oneness
invigorating a togetherness

Tags Fear, feel, happiness, horror, Poem, Sadness

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The Star Of Hope.

Up over there is a tiny star
twinkling in the darkness drear.
It radiates lovely cheer.
It seems to call from afar
while the message is heard near
indicating an apprehension queer.
It looks as though it talks to someone dear
who listens in rapt attention with open ear.
The little star tells him not to fear.
Saying so the star get backs to the rear.

Tags above, cheer, Fear, Hope., inspiration., Poem, rear, star

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The Address.

Wherein does happiness originate?
Wherein does fear subscribe?
Wherein does exhaustion set in?
wherein does strain comes from?
wherein does sadness overwhelm?
wherein does success take wings?
Wherein does failure droops down?
Wherein does power overtakes?
Wherein does authority over acts?
Wherein does jealousy slashes across?
Wherein does greed dashes over?
Wherein is not a mystery
nor a rigorous chase.
All are found in the inside,in the inmost.
They throb from the inner self.
They haunt from the interior.
They resurrects from within.

Tags address, Fear, feelings, greed, happiness, Poem, Sadness, strain, Thought

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Loneliness is a Fear.

Like a mad man he dashed out.
In the grip of fear he shouted.
Terrified his heart almost jumped out.
He was shattered without a let out.
His loneliness gobbled him out.
Friends or foe had he in the clout?
He could have shared with his friends throughout.
He would have fought with his foes without a doubt.
Lo! he stood alone from the crowd like a silhouette.
With eyes wide open he blinked like a distraught.
With sensibility perfect he appeared like a laggard
With stature perfect but he looked like an upstart.
Keeping away had made him a desolate grumpy haggard