Pompous and pretentious they can be,
Tactfulness is what you need to seek!
Few love to rant, and
Few love to brag..
Smart and devious they can be,
Wittiness is what you need to seek!
Few like to prank and
Few like to hurt..
Mindless and harsh they can be,
Ruthfullness is what you need to seek!
Few love to banter and
Few don't care..
Gentle and innocent they can be,
Kindness is what you need to seek!
Few like to sulk and
Few like to hide..
Cordial and warm they can be,
Fondness is what you need to seek!
Few love to share and
Few love to help..
-Mindset of people
By Sukeerti Nandihal
#suan
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Tactfulness is what you need to seek!
Few love to rant, and
Few love to brag..
Smart and devious they can be,
Wittiness is what you need to seek!
Few like to prank and
Few like to hurt..
Mindless and harsh they can be,
Ruthfullness is what you need to seek!
Few love to banter and
Few don't care..
Gentle and innocent they can be,
Kindness is what you need to seek!
Few like to sulk and
Few like to hide..
Cordial and warm they can be,
Fondness is what you need to seek!
Few love to share and
Few love to help..
-Mindset of people
By Sukeerti Nandihal
#suan
#review #everyone #poem #reality #thoughts
"I am fine.."
Living miles away,
You assure the loved.
"I am fine.."
Driving across the highway,
You expect the death.
"I am fine.."
Walking past the gateway,
You assure the scared.
"I am fine.."
Keeping tap on the prey,
You extend the death.
"I am fine.."
Agonising tears pave way,
You assure the kindred.
"I am fine.."
Working across the subway,
You question the death.
"I am fine.."
Operating on the decay,
You assure the worried.
"I am fine.."
Fighting for the slayed,
You dispose the death.
"I am fine.."
Holding onto life midway,
You assure the vexed.
"I am fine.."
Watching misery all day,
You embrace the death.
We all say we are fine. But are we? Or it's just that those feelings are submerged deep within to even embrace it. This poem is about the life circumstances where feelings of anxiety, fear, agony or low self-confidence take over our mind. It lets us hold on to those deep thoughts in a cob web of deep memories.
I am fine
By #suan
#poem #reality #life #lifestyle #psychological
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Living miles away,
You assure the loved.
"I am fine.."
Driving across the highway,
You expect the death.
"I am fine.."
Walking past the gateway,
You assure the scared.
"I am fine.."
Keeping tap on the prey,
You extend the death.
"I am fine.."
Agonising tears pave way,
You assure the kindred.
"I am fine.."
Working across the subway,
You question the death.
"I am fine.."
Operating on the decay,
You assure the worried.
"I am fine.."
Fighting for the slayed,
You dispose the death.
"I am fine.."
Holding onto life midway,
You assure the vexed.
"I am fine.."
Watching misery all day,
You embrace the death.
We all say we are fine. But are we? Or it's just that those feelings are submerged deep within to even embrace it. This poem is about the life circumstances where feelings of anxiety, fear, agony or low self-confidence take over our mind. It lets us hold on to those deep thoughts in a cob web of deep memories.
I am fine
By #suan
#poem #reality #life #lifestyle #psychological
#review #everyone
Rebelled and thwarted,
by the dungeons and bushes.
I seek the truth,
why does the destiny squirm?
Wailed and sailed,
were the warriors and slayers.
I question the almighty,
why this chaos and storm?
Decked and pecked,
by the bridesmaids and peckers.
I find perplexed
as how the harmony still charms?
Jolted and bruised,
were the meeks and bleaks.
I realised the reason
as she opens the can of worms!
-The can of Worms
#suan
Authors note:
Honestly, as @Author_Aakar suggested me to write something using that idiom. So we generally question situations, be it good or bad. If something goes wrong, we ask why me? If something goes good, we ask why not more? But whatever happens is a cycle and there is a good side and a bad side. For example, my first line tells that you can rebel against the dungeons for its ill fate, but you can be thwarted by nature (bushes) for your ill doings. I have an opposite meaning in each stanza. Warriors wail and sail along their journey to fight as they know the importance of life, whereas slayers wail for mere victory and selfishness. A bride gets decked and pecked by her loved ones, whereas a woodpecker decks to build a shelter. The innocent get easily victimised, but the cowards suffer because they cannot voice up.
#review
#reality #life #poem #poetry
by the dungeons and bushes.
I seek the truth,
why does the destiny squirm?
Wailed and sailed,
were the warriors and slayers.
I question the almighty,
why this chaos and storm?
Decked and pecked,
by the bridesmaids and peckers.
I find perplexed
as how the harmony still charms?
Jolted and bruised,
were the meeks and bleaks.
I realised the reason
as she opens the can of worms!
-The can of Worms
#suan
Authors note:
Honestly, as @Author_Aakar suggested me to write something using that idiom. So we generally question situations, be it good or bad. If something goes wrong, we ask why me? If something goes good, we ask why not more? But whatever happens is a cycle and there is a good side and a bad side. For example, my first line tells that you can rebel against the dungeons for its ill fate, but you can be thwarted by nature (bushes) for your ill doings. I have an opposite meaning in each stanza. Warriors wail and sail along their journey to fight as they know the importance of life, whereas slayers wail for mere victory and selfishness. A bride gets decked and pecked by her loved ones, whereas a woodpecker decks to build a shelter. The innocent get easily victimised, but the cowards suffer because they cannot voice up.
#review
#reality #life #poem #poetry
B a r e P o v e r t y
He saw thee brother holding his sister and walking on the footpath from his Mercedes.
the boy was walking unconsciously with
his pale and dirk circled eyes.
He stopped there on the poor boy's side
and offered him the bread.
The boy looked at him
and with the wet crying eyes
took the bread loafs like
that was the blessing from God.
He saw the bare Poverty on the wide streets of his way.
#thought
#poverty
#reality
#review
#everyone
He saw thee brother holding his sister and walking on the footpath from his Mercedes.
the boy was walking unconsciously with
his pale and dirk circled eyes.
He stopped there on the poor boy's side
and offered him the bread.
The boy looked at him
and with the wet crying eyes
took the bread loafs like
that was the blessing from God.
He saw the bare Poverty on the wide streets of his way.
#thought
#poverty
#reality
#review
#everyone