Tag: flight

Strangeness As I Am

It is a pack up again

with the few bags

partially empty

I take the cheapest flight

with the offer of most less luggage

I fear to carry loads

be it in life or travel

I prefer the minimum

my wants are very few

the bags with my attire

mine being orthodox and traditional

long sleeved plain blouses

and six-yard sarees

starched and ironed

basically, go with the cotton

little I wear anything silk

I travel through the world

with my sarees and bindi

my hair rolled up high

mostly viewed by curious eyes

some with a strange belief

others with a relied assurance

well, I trot and walk

drag and pull around the world

more and more in flights

as I advance in my age

another strangeness in the go.

Tags flight, Poem

Poetry

In the cockpit of a plane
there was a fight in plain
the flight was on its way
the fight was going all day
the captain’s instruction went unheard
the co-pilot took the control instead
beat and slapped the captain for no reason
the passengers on board travelled in ignorance
their lives in crew’s hands through the distance
the captain prudently deviated path
landed deftly at the nearest spot
the situation is unimaginable
the event sounds incredible.

Tags Fight, flight, passengers, Poem

thoughts

Worthy To Remember.

A crash there be
all in a sudden it be
the flight from Netherlands
crossed the alien land
would that be Ukraine
where turbulence reigns
the passengers all on board
been on flight not bored
the hope of many a one
a wish of mostly none
the want to see places
the thought of those in gazes
never dreamt of the missile fire
sealed them into the pyre
young and old altogether
of any nationality together
fell from the skies as embers
could this be a day worthy to remember

Tags flight, Malaysian Netherlands, Poem, tragedy, Ukraine.

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The Monkeys on The Tree.

It is a shield
a shelter on the field
a tree standing high
where the monkeys fly
by the means of hop and a swing
they do that without wings
a chatter and a clatter heard
as they break the boughs with a dread
the leaves fall in a scatter
the flowers come down little later
the berries drop one by one
the monkeys come down with fun
collect the berries with cheer
cross the road without fear
munch the flesh and throw the nuts
with a force as they fall into the guts
away they climb up the tree once again
that be for a profit and a gain.

Tags flight, Lovely, monkeys, Poem

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A Wish to Fly No More.

The flight to a country
known or unknown
speedy it might be
is an affair tiring.

The flight in economy class
seats all together
with no leg space
all cramped it is.

Nothing to sip or drink
no water to quench the thirst
all is for money
nothing offered free.

The reservation of seat
costs you money
the extra baggage allowance
demands more money.

The walk round the aisle
to the airport is too long
with ups and downs too many
the immigration very strict.

The customs do the check
the security check goes on
in not one place
every other thing is opened.

Belts are removed
shoes are turned upside down
hand baggage is scanned
the man is also checked twice.

All thse go in the routine
the man sits tight in his seat
squeezed in between the two mighty
a terrible travel all the more.

The security checks go wayward
at times there is a slip
that proves to be expensive
with life in threat.

The planes zoom around
north to south in force
east to west in trend
without any interruptions
.

The travel is attractive
once inside it is debilitating
a longing to land is pressing
a wish to fly no more .

Tags attractive., cramped., flight, Poem

thoughts

MH 370

Post author By meenas17
Post date March 14, 2014
1 Comment on MH 370

The jet above
intends not to fly down
a week in sky

Tags flight, Haiku, one week., vanishes

thoughts

A Tale of Fraud.

Hailed great once

Being the wealthiest once

Finding listed in Billionaires once .

Seems to be nowhere now.

Made money by hook

Won success by crook.

Reached the top by hooking.

Seems to be nowhere now.

Enacting rags to riches story.

selling snacks with all worry.

Turned away by banks is a story.

Managed to rise up

Getting money from the poor

say five, ten, dollars for sure

Got deposits all over.

Manipulated them to rise above.

Went round the streets in a bike

owned a fleet of air planes to strike .

transformed into a character whom all liked

Rose to great heights all at once.

Lived in a two room hut in the earlier years

Bought a sprawling bungalow in 270 acres in the years

radiated with high spirit great cheer

Rose to great heights all at once.

Law , was turned and twisted with great diligence

Politicians and officials recognised his relevance

He has got paid for his indulgence .

Would be behind the bars very soon.

Tags bars., bike, billionair, brainy, flight, Fraud, hut, Poem, rags, riches, story

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Socialism In The Skies

There be too much activity

that of flights coming up and down

people moving out very quick

while now airports seem to be crowded more

the bus stations look worn out

and the trains puffing into

seem to wear out

with people on the jump for quick means

the planes flying over the air

facing no traffic interruptions

going through no signals

no speed breakers and humps

but through the plain sky

fast and speedy in a stretch

piercing th white lazy clouds

flying at heights great

with none to patrol you

the hourly flights have gained momentum

with the fare being arranged with the season

also with the much time ahead booking

there goes a cheap to and fro flight charges

making everyone fly with a happiness

espying a great deal of socialism there

which the great socialists of our times

would never have thought or dreamt of ..

Tags everyone, flight, Fly, Poem, socialism .socialists

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The Fall And The Goal.

The fall is always heavy
with the bang and a crash
with a soft slide in cases
but any fall may it be big or small
goes through a process vivid
deep and down greatly
bringing in an agony
with an anguish and fear
holding on to the query
where there could be a rise
a flight from the abyss
With the possibilities high
that there could be a start over
renders a consolation what soever
pulling up the spirits already sunk
rolling the sleeves that had rolled past
getting into the field with a renewed charge
applying efforts with a refreshing gusto
the rise could be well organised
but mind you go in a steady support
not in a hap hazard meaningless advance
there you are sure to reach the goal

Tags crash, down., flight, Poem, Rise

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Seize And Capture

With the wings on the fore
and the eyes on the shore
the eagle made a tore
with a resonant roar
across the ocean in a soar
attacking a gull like a boar
capturing it in a gore
causing a deafening uproar
releasing a distressed furore.

With the prey in hand
it flew back to the land
amidst its band
gathered in the sand
close to the strand
all in an attentive stand
posing a demand
unable to withstand
typical of their brand.