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The Mother And The Girl

A little girl cries over there

wanting not to eat more

with the mother showering utmost care

the girl cries hard all the more.

The girl as I know

never makes fuss all the way

a child of great attitude is how

I describe her through the day.

The mother shoves the food

a whole mouthful

while the girl gobbles for good

later spitting the full.

Seeing the mother gets on her

pulling her soft hair

shouts angrily at her

which looks not fair.

I intend to go in between

the girl being my granddaughter

but restrain myself with a keen

as it would give rise to indignation after.

Not able to commit myself

I move away in disgust

feeling sorry for the little self

unwilling to get into the bust.

Tags cries. food, girl, mother, mouthful, Poem

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The Girl In The Terrace.

The smile litting up the face
she was sitting on the terrace
looking around with a gaze
chuckling to herself with a grace..

What was the smile about?
what was she doing in the terrace?
wanted to call her with a shout
contained myself in a firm stout.

She still remained there with a broad grin
very much atop the terrace
she looking pale and thin
very much away from the din.

That much is enough for the day
standing all alone in the terrace
cried from down is that the way?
Yes she smiled with a gripping sway.

Not able to withstand from below
hopping and jumping reached the terrace
gave a sound from deep hollow
asking her to come back in a follow.

She turned behind and stood straight
not a step away from the terrace
bidding me to take the steps right
ordering me to vanish from her sight.

Tags exact, girl, grin, Poem, shout, smile, terrace

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Never mind In The Go

As a little girl she was active

never was she destructive

ran up she in speed

came down in the same feed

falling many times in the climb

hurting herself in the limb

met with falls during down hill

injuring herself more still

cried she never at any occasion

telling never mind in every situation

she jumped and hopped all around

going with a merry go around

saying loudly never mind in the go.

Growing up she felt the same

as she never became tame

she met with many success

yet she was well within access

she had a bumpy track down

but could see in her no frown

she pushed aside all her defects

which at times made her imperfect

she certain times got in a trap

but with efforts came out from the grasp

Up and down has been her way of life

Success and failures was found in her strife

lived she saying never mind in the go.

Tags girl, Happy, lucky, Poem

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Shop The fear Away

As a little girl

I used to fear

sound that turned harsh

noise that rose to be loud

talks that became poisonous

meets that converted to revolt

friendship that bore ill will

love that was superficial

act that was feigned

altogether I was disturbed

seeing all these very young

around me in plenty

as years went by

I became strong

faced these incongruities

without fear undaunted

emerging invincible

the rest of my life.

Tags girl, invincible, Noise, Poem, Sound, undaunted

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I know a little girl
who never cried going to school.
It is quite unusual, I believe
as I had three boys
who brought the roof down
while they first left for school
They cried and wept
groaned and shouted
banging the floor
refusing to get into the car.
The drive was so unpleasant
with sobs and whimper
finally the drop in school
being the worst
as I have to drag them inside.
Well, that was decades back.
This little girl goes happily
returns home with the same happiness
enjoying every thing there
feeling very independent and not scared
while being resolute in her demands
and definite in her movements
she celebrates each day with cheer
a different set and mould in the offing.

Tags back, Boys, cry, decades, girl, Poem, School

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The Girl And Giant

Going by the words of a friend
she went along the way
finding nothing as prescribed
she went further away
as she could no longer get further
turned and met on the way
a giant looking man tall and stout
walking with a thud and a groan.
Fearing she hid behind a big tree.
The strong man came nearer and nearer
With her heart jumping out she stood motionless
hoping the man to cross over soon.
Lo! the man halted just by the tree
Looking around he took his axe
gave one fine blow on the huge tree.
Shrieking my friend came from the hiding
and ran as fast as she could
with the noise of the falling tree chasing her.
Till now none know why she ventured alone into forest?
The man big and huge could have caught her
but left her without doing any harm.
Nothing could be made out of this incident
It is but a strange scene might be an allegorical reference
as being led by falsities and encountering dangers.

Tags Allegory, axe, giant, girl, Poem, tree

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The little Girl Waits.

Licking the spoon the little girl sat for long.
There was nothing left on the plate
nothing in the spoon to lick
both were empty and plain.

The little girl was in a world
not very near but far
thinking of her mother
who had left her a year ago.

Alone now with her father
longing for her mother’s touch
she most often goes in a trance
longing to get back to her mom.

Not knowing her mother has gone
too far beyond reach
Not knowing that her mother will not come
the girl waited for her all day.

The father busy on his own
provided her needs
but could not give her the warmth
a mother could extend.

In days to come mostly very soon
she would come to know
that her mother has left her always
but sees her from the skies.

Tags girl, licking, mother, Poem, spoon.

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Excels.

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 13, 2013
1 Comment on Excels.

Singing in tune.
dancing to steps.
speaking with eloquence.
writing with passion
She excelled in all
clinching the roll of honour
getting the highest rank
calling it not more
calling it not less
she crossed over
and passed over
with ease
and with fun.

Tags girl, Poem, talent

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The Girl in Distress.

Life is a tale she says
Life is a call she feels
Life is a burden as she experiences.
Life is nothing she throws up.

It is agonising to see her.
as she throws up her towels
fuming and frothing over and over
desperately shuddering in anger.

A setback has seized her with fear.
Coming out is a task a long one
Time is the best healer as all know.
She has to come out however hard it be.

Knowing her for long from childhood
has put me in deep distress now.
As a child she was a go lucky girl
but now she is in great stress.

She bites her lips to control herself.
Blood oozes out drop by drop.
I leave her to herself for quite some time
as solitude would pacify her

Tags Agony, Distress, girl, Poem

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Rewards Bring joy.

My little girl called from abroad.
She is the most adorable kid.
With lovely demeanour and fine code.
Talked in length of her school and other kids
She being the teacher’s assistant in class
has to help the teacher in her activities
She is among the top four in class
topping in mathematics .
But has not received any awards so far.
She felt sad and unhappy but very diplomatic
Lo! her tone gave it out without any bar.
Rewards give an impetus and joy to everyone
Little kids get overjoyed and thoroughly happy
Denying these awards to the rightful is wicked.