Submissions by praveengola
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poetry Makes me cool........My daily mental exercise.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Aug 2015 1:01pm
10th Aug 2015 1:01pm
Definition Of “Youth” changes
Once upon a time ,
a queen asked Her King ,
that What is “Youth” ,
in terms of wings .
The King replied ……..
that “Youth” was the ultimate state ,
between childhood and adult age ,
where the qualities of vigour, freshness made a person sage .
“Youth” was a state of mind ,
where fantasies made one’s blind ,
where one Overpowered His desires ,
and kept it on hire .
“Youth” was the ultimate state ,
of envied and romanticized ,
where one didn’t bother ,
about to be criticized .
“Youth” was the possessors ,
of...
a queen asked Her King ,
that What is “Youth” ,
in terms of wings .
The King replied ……..
that “Youth” was the ultimate state ,
between childhood and adult age ,
where the qualities of vigour, freshness made a person sage .
“Youth” was a state of mind ,
where fantasies made one’s blind ,
where one Overpowered His desires ,
and kept it on hire .
“Youth” was the ultimate state ,
of envied and romanticized ,
where one didn’t bother ,
about to be criticized .
“Youth” was the possessors ,
of...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Aug 2015 12:58pm
10th Aug 2015 12:58pm
Books Are Our Cultural Heritage
Books are our Friends ,
So attract us at a glance ,
Let others counted them as a satire ,
But the real Lovers Keep them on Hire.
Books are our need ,
to generate a new knowledge seed ,
Books are our supplement ,
to attain new compliment.
Books convert a layman ,
into a good human ,
Books throws a new light ,
for future foresight.
Some books contain theories ,
and some are for children stories ,
Some are based on common sense ,
while some creates a shining lens.
Everyone of any age ,
Go on studying in a fit...
So attract us at a glance ,
Let others counted them as a satire ,
But the real Lovers Keep them on Hire.
Books are our need ,
to generate a new knowledge seed ,
Books are our supplement ,
to attain new compliment.
Books convert a layman ,
into a good human ,
Books throws a new light ,
for future foresight.
Some books contain theories ,
and some are for children stories ,
Some are based on common sense ,
while some creates a shining lens.
Everyone of any age ,
Go on studying in a fit...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2015 9:06pm
26th Jul 2015 9:06pm
I Wanna Pee Like A Man
I wanna pee like a man ,
though I am a woman ,
but my inner desires provoke me ,
so i don't want to control me ,
b'coz I wanna pee like a man .
Pee like a man .......... is not a crime ,
as its a fun for us to mime ,
what if our body shapes differ ,
we can try this just for zephyr ,
so I wanna pee like a man .
Once I tried it secretly ,
and then I enjoyed it logically ,
that only this their manhood shines ,
as they can stand without any rhyme ,
then why not I too pee like a man .
Pee like a man...
though I am a woman ,
but my inner desires provoke me ,
so i don't want to control me ,
b'coz I wanna pee like a man .
Pee like a man .......... is not a crime ,
as its a fun for us to mime ,
what if our body shapes differ ,
we can try this just for zephyr ,
so I wanna pee like a man .
Once I tried it secretly ,
and then I enjoyed it logically ,
that only this their manhood shines ,
as they can stand without any rhyme ,
then why not I too pee like a man .
Pee like a man...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Nov 2014 6:11pm
29th Nov 2014 6:11pm
Nature Speaks
Nature speaks ………
with the hidden peak ,
when long-long trees ,
shows its blossom leaves .
The blooming flowers ,
with many colours ,
adds the beauty ,
in the heart of Nature Lovers.
Chirping of birds ,
in the morning hours ,
make feel freshness to those ,
who are dedicated worshippers.
The moon , the sun , the stars fun ,
create happiness for those who run ,
They tried to chase them with feet ,
and fell down when came to know their defeat.
The crawling insects on the mud ,
inspired a dedication to float...
with the hidden peak ,
when long-long trees ,
shows its blossom leaves .
The blooming flowers ,
with many colours ,
adds the beauty ,
in the heart of Nature Lovers.
Chirping of birds ,
in the morning hours ,
make feel freshness to those ,
who are dedicated worshippers.
The moon , the sun , the stars fun ,
create happiness for those who run ,
They tried to chase them with feet ,
and fell down when came to know their defeat.
The crawling insects on the mud ,
inspired a dedication to float...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Nov 2014 6:04pm
29th Nov 2014 6:04pm
He And I
He and I,
were gazing a star,
suddenly His imaginations got wings to fly,
like a drunkard got in a beer bar.
He hold me tightly,
and asked me for some fun,
I got nervous slightly,
and started from there to run.
But He chased me long,
and stopped my way somewhere,
I got entangle wrong,
where no other way left to beware.
He and I,
came slowly closer around,
He made me shy,
when I heard only His heart beats with sound.
He and I,
were again starting to gaze a star ,
But His imaginations got real wings to...
were gazing a star,
suddenly His imaginations got wings to fly,
like a drunkard got in a beer bar.
He hold me tightly,
and asked me for some fun,
I got nervous slightly,
and started from there to run.
But He chased me long,
and stopped my way somewhere,
I got entangle wrong,
where no other way left to beware.
He and I,
came slowly closer around,
He made me shy,
when I heard only His heart beats with sound.
He and I,
were again starting to gaze a star ,
But His imaginations got real wings to...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Jul 2014 8:55am
29th Jul 2014 8:55am
Searching A New Groom For My Country
I sat in my room ,
was searching my country”s new groom ,
for her future”s fate ,
so that it wouldn’t be too late.
As She is raping continuously ,
by her neighboring country ,
from its arms and ammunition ,
As they both had a big gap of communication.
Many of Her ornaments plunder ,
by some bloody Hunter ,
As He is in a mood to show His power ,
so as to get the new heights of tower.
But my Bride also raised an...
was searching my country”s new groom ,
for her future”s fate ,
so that it wouldn’t be too late.
As She is raping continuously ,
by her neighboring country ,
from its arms and ammunition ,
As they both had a big gap of communication.
Many of Her ornaments plunder ,
by some bloody Hunter ,
As He is in a mood to show His power ,
so as to get the new heights of tower.
But my Bride also raised an...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2013 8:38am
2nd Jul 2013 8:38am
Unemployment – A Collection of Poems
1. WE for ” Employment”
Again a rally,
Again a polling booth,
Come on Guys,
Its all for the “Unemployed Youth”.
A privilege card,
A Private hospital ward,
Cash them yaar,
As a reward.
Innocent mass,
Allure them for grass,
Provoke them guys,
like a heating flask.
Fake promises,
Fake mission,
Hold them Guys,
Just as a Fun.
Iron rods,
Bamboo sticks,
Learn to play,
For opposition...
Again a rally,
Again a polling booth,
Come on Guys,
Its all for the “Unemployed Youth”.
A privilege card,
A Private hospital ward,
Cash them yaar,
As a reward.
Innocent mass,
Allure them for grass,
Provoke them guys,
like a heating flask.
Fake promises,
Fake mission,
Hold them Guys,
Just as a Fun.
Iron rods,
Bamboo sticks,
Learn to play,
For opposition...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jun 2013 9:28pm
21st Jun 2013 9:28pm
International Women’s Day
International Women’s Day….
Is going to be very soon…
Declared as…..
International Shame Day.
Because Every new day …
A number of Rape Cases are Presenting ,
In a beautiful Tray…
To make it Women’s Day.
So pity………So plight ,
To see such sad sight ,
And still We are going to…
Celebrate it for Nation’s Pride.
Felicitations are not the means ,
To dignify a Women Means……
So better not to Specify ,
A special Day for Women Means.
...
Is going to be very soon…
Declared as…..
International Shame Day.
Because Every new day …
A number of Rape Cases are Presenting ,
In a beautiful Tray…
To make it Women’s Day.
So pity………So plight ,
To see such sad sight ,
And still We are going to…
Celebrate it for Nation’s Pride.
Felicitations are not the means ,
To dignify a Women Means……
So better not to Specify ,
A special Day for Women Means.
...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Jun 2013 8:00pm
17th Jun 2013 8:00pm
Kick out Masturbation-improves your concentration
What’s new in Today’s Generation?
Yes,the modern art of “Masturbation”.
Whether the teenage Gal or a Guy,
Everyone wants His imagination to be fly.
Parents surprised….Teachers cried,
That why the today youngsters…
Lost their charm of beauty….
And personality pride.
Adults replied with more patience,
That “Masturbation” increases our concentration.
Its an art of self meditation….
Which is necessary for innovation.
Just think about the old saga….
...
Yes,the modern art of “Masturbation”.
Whether the teenage Gal or a Guy,
Everyone wants His imagination to be fly.
Parents surprised….Teachers cried,
That why the today youngsters…
Lost their charm of beauty….
And personality pride.
Adults replied with more patience,
That “Masturbation” increases our concentration.
Its an art of self meditation….
Which is necessary for innovation.
Just think about the old saga….
...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jun 2013 1:34pm
6th Jun 2013 1:34pm
Save The Planet…..Save The Earth
Hey Kids!
Come this Way…..
Where We are celebrating….
Our “World Environment Day”.
Look at the park,
Where the trees bark….
are utilizing frequently,
as this century diminishing mark.
Come to the Malls,
where the waste dumped near Halls,
to make our cities….
A hawker stalls.
Chase the birds….
as they are diminishing,
Due to cutting of trees,
they stop residing near vicinities.
Now coming to the Earth,
A...
Come this Way…..
Where We are celebrating….
Our “World Environment Day”.
Look at the park,
Where the trees bark….
are utilizing frequently,
as this century diminishing mark.
Come to the Malls,
where the waste dumped near Halls,
to make our cities….
A hawker stalls.
Chase the birds….
as they are diminishing,
Due to cutting of trees,
they stop residing near vicinities.
Now coming to the Earth,
A...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Apr 2013 10:12am
10th Apr 2013 10:12am
Congenital Disorder- Request from Woeful Babies
1.Test -Tube Baby - Poems On Babies
O’ Dear mom! O’ Dear mom!
Why You make me a cursed born?
Wherever I go……rumour flows,
Look! Poor “Test-tube” Baby……There He goes.
Friends laughed at me….
Teacher tested me,
That I am the one….Whose,
IQ level is below averagely.
Test……..Test…..Test,
Made me a mocking fest,
That East or West……
Test-Tube baby is far from the Best.
God send me like a gift….
In your empty lap,
But this cruel...
O’ Dear mom! O’ Dear mom!
Why You make me a cursed born?
Wherever I go……rumour flows,
Look! Poor “Test-tube” Baby……There He goes.
Friends laughed at me….
Teacher tested me,
That I am the one….Whose,
IQ level is below averagely.
Test……..Test…..Test,
Made me a mocking fest,
That East or West……
Test-Tube baby is far from the Best.
God send me like a gift….
In your empty lap,
But this cruel...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Apr 2013 10:06am
10th Apr 2013 10:06am
My Secret Admirer
Every time He made me surprised,
As I found my written contents to be pride,
My mind struck that……
There was someone who tries to be plucked.
Whenever I asked Him that……
I want to show Him some new,
He always said…..
He had already been go through.
My heart….. my soul forced me,
To ask Him his role,
But His “Style of simplicity” stopped me,
To ask Him no more.
I know He is following me,
Following where ever I go,
Whatever I write….
...
As I found my written contents to be pride,
My mind struck that……
There was someone who tries to be plucked.
Whenever I asked Him that……
I want to show Him some new,
He always said…..
He had already been go through.
My heart….. my soul forced me,
To ask Him his role,
But His “Style of simplicity” stopped me,
To ask Him no more.
I know He is following me,
Following where ever I go,
Whatever I write….
...
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