Tag: Poem

Towards Heaven.

The Heaven they say
is a place of happiness
where everything has a fullness
with gardens, fountains and trees
all showing a mirthful glee
where the good souls enter
and have a nice time, better
relaxing and sleeping comfortably
eating sumptuous meals happily
and enjoying the days blissfully.

Knowing all these from hearsay
as the scriptures also say
that the good get into heaven
man goes on making mistakes in even
committing crimes in a succession
doing evil and speaking lies all treasons
expressing greed in actions thoroughly
cheating and murdering all-knowing fully
would not take to Heaven but to hell
where they are thrown into a melting pot in a yell.

Tags Bad, Good., heaven., Poem

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Yes Or No -haiku

He being curt
gave answers in mono syllable
yes and no.

He became unpopular
as he lost touch with people.
Yes or no.

Tags Haiku, no, Poem, short, yes

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Great And Small.

Ideas great and small
have a say in the call
making over a large reference
creating a valuable inference
working towards a progress
culminating in a transaction vigorous.

Great and small in magnitude
takes a say in the attitude
leading to an opinion of merit
finalising the task in credit.
The impressive ideas
get a resounding applause.

Being careful in giving meaning to ideas
lasting and final with a lively deduction
sets in a development grand and great
ending up with a typical gleam of rate
Inciting a sensation of achievement.
accepting the thought of accomplishment

Tags ideas, Poem, Progress

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Busy

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 12, 2013
1 Comment on Busy

Having a lot of time
at my disposal
all these years
and had been never busy
all through my life
and wonder when
people say that
they are busy

Busy is not in my lexicon
as twenty-four full hours
are in my hand all the day
leaving ten hours for sleep
personal necessity
there is full fourteen hours
at our disposal. enabling
a performance in full bright.

Busy,the word
antagonises me
making excuses in its guise
hiding behind it
when not able to face
while actually the busy man
would be snoring in his bed
or else watching Tv

Well that is busy
in a way yes
keeping one occupied .
is busy to the meaning
fussing over it
while the modern gadgets
iPad and smartphones
add to the preoccupation
making ” busy” most prerogative.

Tags busy, fuss, guise, Poem

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Hands Up-Haiku

Hands up called
the commander of opposite army
sensing a victory.

Surrender not said
the commander of losing army
with hands down.

Tags command, Poem

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Maturity And Innocence.

Up in the front
holding his hand up
the boy always
bubbling with enthusiasm
comes with ‘I’
answering each and
every question rightfully
allowing none a chance.
The little boy reads
and writes a lot
with his spectacles
coming up and down
adjusting them
he watches the TV
with a special interest
in science and technology
Mischievous he is
as to his age
playing pranks and tricks
and making his little sister cry.
He is a blend of both
assumptions of maturity
and childhood innocence
perhaps in the brink of turning into the teens.

Tags ., boy, clever, Poem, Science

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Inimitable She Is.

To the point
not less or more
a moderation
in behaviour and
of wants going about
in a strategic move
answers only
when she knows
that too in-depth
mild in voice
but determined
in thought
gets along with all
in an easy progress
an inimitable character
even at the tender age
imagine what would
she be as she grows
into a grand lady.

Tags girl, loving, moderation, Poem

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Born Leader.

With friends behind
the little girl
cycles to the park
getting angry
if anyone overtook her
Her brother, warning everyone
about his sister’s temper,
cycles a step behind her
and the whole neighbourhood watches her
in awe and gets going in the fun.
.Domineering she could be
at home quiet reasonable
but wanting to be the prime
with her play mates
perhaps illustrates her
inkling of becoming a leader
No. I am in the wrong
as she is seen is
a born leader

Tags born., Leader, Poem

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Crawling To The Fore.

Little knowing
what he is doing
the six month baby
crawls a distance
sits back in a fold
applauds his feat
with a smile cheerful
looks around to find
what his sister is doing
eyeing her with an iPad
gets to her in a crawl
with a great speed
without a break
gives a blow to the gadget
lo ! breaking it into four.

Tags applaud, baby, crawl, iPad., Poem

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Washing The Hands Off.

The nuances of the language
keeps one astonished
Amazing is the English language
with idioms and metaphors abounding.
A single word connotes hundreds of
meanings when used in different contexts

Wash my hands off is an idiom
that keeps me wondering
and the significance of it
is really worth a mention.
The literal and metaphorical
intonations are one and the same.

Wash the hands off the dirt
with the hand wash
is a sign of cleanliness.
Wash the hands also
points out a wash off
of the responsibilities.

A further probe throws light
on the detachment that
gets on with it a moral
alert saying that the
liability does not bind him or her
in future transactions.

Locking the whole in amazement
I wash my hands with a soap
then wash my hands off
from the compulsions I hold
in measured manner relieving me
from the duites as I am getting old.

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