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Showing posts with label Verse-a-tile. Show all posts
0 Dear Teachers of mine
Dear teachers of of mine
Who are miles so far away
Whom I hardly see these days
But always close to my heart
How could I ever thank you?
Who are miles so far away
Whom I hardly see these days
But always close to my heart
How could I ever thank you?
0 My First Raindrops
Flash in the sky creates magical dimples,
Clouds scream in chorus, generate wistful ripples
Streaks of light splitting the tiny rain drops
Ducks wade, horses run, a person hops
0 The True Saviour
While taking a stroll outside
Praising the deep, dark but starry night
Cool breeze, bright stars and the lovely moonlight
Like molten silver dripping from misty skies
When a painful cry caught my attention,
0 Dream Girl
Many times when I think of you
I look at the vast open sky
The damsel of my dreams
Playing hide and seek
Behind those swarming white clouds
0 Yet another night..
Last night, when the night seemed so long
Playing on the radio, was such a beautiful song.
All by myself, I sat in my balcony
Thinking of you, the better half of me.
0 Love is...
Love is when you meet someone
And know there is no one else...
And know there is no one else...
It takes away your breath
And your heart begins to melt...
And your heart begins to melt...
1 Musings at Ophthalmology
Bugged was I, sitting with the Ophthalmology book..
Seemed like ages and ages, had passed by now..
All i wanted to do, was run away somewhere..
But all I could do, was just surrender to a small nap..
2 An Ode to Marketing
Yawwwwn.. another boring lecture..another boring presentation... yawwwwwwn... struggling to keep my eyes open.
What was it again?? Porter's 5 Force Model... Porter's 5 Force Model to analyse business environment.. Porter's 5 Force Model for solving problems faced by industry..
Porter's 5 forces pulling... me.. into deeeeeeep sleeeeep... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..
And then in a trance I write an Ode.. an Ode to Marketing!!!
2 Come, socialize the cause!
Come let us walk that mile…
Spread awareness, gift that smile…
Waste no food; don’t throw away that bun…
Hope no hunger exists, under the sun…
Spread the word, teach them to read…
Wish there’s none to follow, and all to lead…
Enjoy your life, it’s not always about the wealth…
Run the race, but take care of your health…
Share the excess, provide them some relief…
That we can recover from disasters, add to their belief…
Keep the house clean, maintain your surrounding…
Rejuvenate the environment, negate commercializing…
Come let us raise a voice…
Stand up and make that choice…
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A Poem by Sree who blogs at 'All in the Mind...'
0 Took My Breath Away

Tired of tired fingers, turning its pages again.
An old, open novel, fanned down on my chest in disdain,
As tired eyes, sought oasis in the desert of boredom,
I scoured the world, through the halved window of my train.
An old, open novel, fanned down on my chest in disdain,
As tired eyes, sought oasis in the desert of boredom,
I scoured the world, through the halved window of my train.
2 Shape Poetry: Happy Diwali
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3 An Autumn Sunset

Temple bells fade
Fragrance of jasmine blossoms
rises slowly
intoxicating the evening
My gaze
Follows the hills
bathed in unusual shades of colors
1 A gourmet for you
You're asleep so calmly Ma, and I sit by,
But inside of you, I know is a strife.
It's supper time almost, and I smell nostalgia,
Of all the food you've given me, all my life.
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But inside of you, I know is a strife.
It's supper time almost, and I smell nostalgia,
Of all the food you've given me, all my life.
0 An Ode to the 'Break Fluid'
There is an element known to man,
So preciously sought, be it sun or rain,
Sleep, they say, was born in its absence,
Oh wonder fluid, Coffee be thy name.
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So preciously sought, be it sun or rain,
Sleep, they say, was born in its absence,
Oh wonder fluid, Coffee be thy name.
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