Listening to a gregarious talk ,
By a formidable flock,
Atop a high raised block,
Let me wonder at the stock.
Their chatter was a gibber,
Which led to a blabber,
Proposing a crazy jabber,
Over a provocative trigger,
Voicing a facile rigour.
Oh! we are about to land on moon,
Yes! we are going to walk soon,
Right! we shall feel the boon,
Great ! we shall carry a balloon.
To fix it before we swoon.
The insensible meaningless chatter,
Brings forth a whimsical banter,
Leaving us amused at the matter,
Provoking an uncontrollable laughter,
Synchronizing a conducive crater.
Meenas Poems 