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Poetry

Truth Would never Let You Down.

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 5, 2015
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Angered at yesterday’s turn of events
fell on my bed with a split headache
what could be the reason for this advent?
I checked the days incidents for the sake
opening out the happenings and laying it bare
I found out the causes for the transformation.

Indeed, it is nothing to hurt the mind
it is but a gimmicky for the time being
the preamble for the stretch that lies behind
would come to light with the truth surfacing
that would be not in the recent as I feel
would break open when the time arises.

The truth could never be suppressed
it would come out with a spurt
none could restrict or repress
it would stand as evidence without request
that is the charisma of truth all said and done
a great quality that has to be enhanced all the more.

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Poetry

The Cuckoo Clock Oscillates

Post author By meenas17
Post date March 8, 2015
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The clock before me oscillates to and fro

sullen and sober it is indeed

the movement is in perfect flow

right and left it goes in a lead

the clock performs with the perfection

at one point it loses its exactness

at times gains minutes infractions

at other loses hours in tardiness

a winding at the least corrects its run

or a repair at the most sets it right

lest it climbs into the attic be no fun

as one of the old unused ones out of sight

sure, it might one-day jump from above

and surface with a demand unknown

as antiques command great value in glow

this one a fifty years from now

would fetch a fortune to my children

who would think of me for a moment

when they count the dollars in earnest.

Tags clock, cuckoo, oscillates, Poem, value

Poetry water.

Water Of All

I break the fast

with a glass of water warm

it goes down very fast

all with a trickle calm

flows into the throat

clears it with a smother

takes its downward route

cleanses the path without a bother

a simple drink rather

colourless and odourless in nature

bereft of taste altogether

yet possesses enormous features

least expensive to gather

lesser to none in value

a quench thirster to all

factually irreperable and invaluable

imagine the plight in call

if there be no water at all.

Tags irreperable., Poem, quench, value, Water

Poetry qualify song

The Less Qualified

Nevertheless they say.
None the less it goes
More or less it matters
Little less they play.

The less is found in all
Hopeless they fall
Useless they call
Ruthless they behave.

The less you are the great you feel
The less you talk the more you achieve.
The less you weigh the most agile you feel.
The less anger doubles your joy.

That be a song on less.
Please do not value it less.
I thought in a way of less.
I wrote in a way different about less

Tags less, Poem, Thought, value

thoughts

The Loss

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 9, 2014
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Careless in all
there be not small
there be all the great
be it of any rate
the loss not heavy
considered in the value
that of the sentiments
would bear an impact
could not be compensated
either by kind or cash
that which is gone
is lost forever.

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thoughts

The Coins.

One a penny two a penny

hot cross bun goes by the rhyme

comes to my mind now in chime

when pennies had a time

with that we could buy buns

as well as could have fun

now pennies are pennies alone

with them we could purchase none

as they are just coins without value

having made of metal of value

just keeping them as memoirs

as they would have a great repertoire

as those who collect coins as a hobby

would get it for any cost without a lobby

that way goes the coins all along

while they had a history of long.

Tags coins, Poem, Status, value

thoughts

The Rugged Land

The land I see over there
seems to be rugged and undulating
goes it by mounds and bounds
with a terrain not soft but very stern
as nothing could grow there
remains for long an untouched stretch.

As everything finds its way out
this land also finds its path
with commercials seen all the more
this no good brand rose on demand
as developers flocked their way
there it stands aloft with pride.

Its value rises by day and night
that which lay useless all these days
attains a status primary and elitist
before you could close and shut your eyes
all in a day crossing the millions in a sway
that be the price of latent virtuosity in a way

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thoughts

Publicize ,Advertise, Raise

Post author By meenas17
Post date January 28, 2014
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Spreading the content

tweeting the titles

sharing the posts

that being the best

and wonderful way to publicize

and win readership .

With the prime content

less tweets

with modest sharing

that being the alternate

and moderate way to advertise

and get innumerable views.

Which be the most optimistic?

That of publicize greatly

or one of advertise

Well, what renders most is

raising a follow up of value

with a validity and interest.

Tags advertise, Poem, publicize, raise, readership, value

thoughts

A Fortune

The fortune Ivisualize

being not one of wealth

not also of prosperity

that every one wishes

but one of understanding

one of benevolence

that goes with a prowess

with an acumen

one being of skill and tact

a way to live in this world

full of deceit and scandal

relying on power and greed

a tone different and unusual

a texture altogether distinct

believing in skill and knack

that be the way in particular

that be the schedule in specific

as of how to live in the strange world.

Is it not a fortune that all long for?

Tags cherish, fortune, Poem, value

thoughts

Zero.

Post author By meenas17
Post date November 6, 2013
1 Comment on Zero.

Views being zero.

Visitors being zero.

The blog looks zero

Well, zero is a beginning

It is also an end

with its value infinite

as without zero being there

nothing would sound finite.

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