Tag: Life

Night Life

The twinkling stars race across the sky.
The full moon stands steadfast shining bright
as the darkness envelopes the clear blue sky
rendering a coolness different from the day bright.
With the night setting in slowly in the sky
the birds gradually retreat into their nest
and the animals sluggishly lie down for rest
man gets on his night life in a grand old bar.
When every living being gets back into the cool
man gets into the much burning liveliness
losing his energy and health in a pub
boozing merrily and watching dancing dames.
Quixotic is man deviating from the proclaimed precepts
thinking high of himself but stoops much low than his counterparts.

Tags Life, Man, night, Poem

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Fighting Life.

Looking through the glasses.
Getting the images in traces.
Going through in phases.
Reaching out in chases.
Crossing over in braces.
Has been so in many cases.
Well,that is how life choses
dragging the people through crosses.

Tags Life, Poem, struggle

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Fathomless Eternity.

Leaving everything with a resignation.
living with great relaxation
experiencing the pleasures as they come
relaxing with contentment.
thinking about nothing at large.
setting a goal without an aim.
treading the path without a focus.
shooting a picture without an eye.
writing all things without thought.
reading something at random.
eating anything when hungry.
sleeping whenever one wishes
Well this has become the way of my life
Could be rightly called straightaway
as a life without a meaning
and a life without any expectation.
Living thus and in such manner
the days prolong most times
and the hours get shortened at times
while the minutes drags on endlessly
the seconds vanish in a wink
as the years get ahead to a decade.
I go on submerging into the depth
wishing to get lost in the fathomless eternity

Tags focus., goal, Life, Poem

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The Man All Know.

Reacting for every other thing
retorting for all other thing
blocking that which darts
repudiating that which acts
has been his way of life.

Finding fault is his strength
Pointing the mistake is his bent.
Passing comments is his lend.
Talking ill is his fend
and this has been his way of life.

The man prospers and thrives
Lives on other people’s vice.
Professing a face nice
walks around in size
Well this is how he lives his life.

Tags Life, Poem, repudiate, retort

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A Day In Life.

As the day advances there sets in an exhaustion
The freshness diffuses into a dullness
The fatigue results in a let go attitude
winding up the work to a finish full or half done.

With that trepidation one gets home
With the desire to get a refreshment
On days most there he finds the same monotony
making him desperate and disturbed.

The wife also from work gets back home
Physically tired she walks in
Finding the low-spirited husband
falls into desolation and anger.

The evening outside is pleasant and cool
while in the inside fire has set in
as there is exchange of rudeness
and the voices rise in decibel

The husband and wife then retire
while the dinner remains untouched
The next day dawns with a bright sun shining
Off the go to the office with anger lurking.

The life moving thus for years
with no love and pleasure to match
where money takes the priority
while all others move to the back.

Tags Day, desolate, Life, Poem

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Verbal Jaunt.

A day without writing has made me dull.
Cobwebs creep in with a velocity
and lethargy sets in with a tenacity
I go without writing not for want of subjects
but to may frequent travelling prospects.
A month here and a month there of living
has robbed my enthusiasm to a temporary stifling
But remaining without writing has made me sad
if this goes on to days I would become mad
So started of my verbal jaunt. once again
for otherwise my stance would be under strain.

Tags Life, play, Poem, verbal

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Little Majesty Left

The majestic get up fades with age
yet there is a trace of it left behind
which keeps the posture intact
As we get old our outlook takes a different note
Keeping the house intact
with the children getting in as they are born
and getting out once they grow
flying out with new-found wings
Then the husband takes the prime slot
calling her out for each and every other errand
treating the equally aging wife like an errand boy.
The wife runs hither and thither looking after him
and then gets tired of the running
reclining back to a relaxation.
Now with the issues both private and business holding her
wherein she could find time to take care of herself?
In the milieu she gains weight unknowingly
and her figure gets a little drenched out
stretched most by the child births
and more also by the stress and strain she undergoes.
Looking after herself takes a back seat
and she gets ahead still trying to maintain her poise.
Dignified she still is with a difference
as she has grown bulky with flesh deposits in prime areas
and hair greying around the temples with deep lines in her forehead
and a double chin a new status she has achieved
after years of slogging and working
which has went unnoticed and unhonoured.
Still with a discipline and decorum and what little majesty is left
she prolongs waiting for the call of eternity.

Tags Discipline, fleshy deposits, gaining weight., Lady, Life, majesty, Poem, strain, stress

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Life Boat.

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 22, 2013
1 Comment on Life Boat.

It is a big boat
a life saving boat
carrying people
at times of danger
and depositing them
in places of safety.
It stood there
on the shores
of a mighty ocean
in anticipation of storm
or any untoward incident.
The ocean was normal
flowing with tides calm
and the ships were moving
in strides safe
while there was a busy
thorough fare of business
and traffic
the harbour nearby
deftly handling
the transactions.
The life boat seemed
unnecessary at that juncture
but is a must
as none can predict
storms and turbulence
Curiously so in real life too
a security is essential
that should be handy
and keeping vigil at a vantage point
to avoid risks and disturbance
Security in the form of
cash monetary wise
and strong support to lean on.