Forests are thick and dense,
With wild animals treading hence,
Lions , tigers ,wolves , bears roam,
Over the ground marshy and loam,
It is dangerous to go alone,
Is the writing on the wall’s tone.
Land is large and extensive,
With people wicked and oppressive,
Frauds, villains treacherous,deceits loiter,
Creating a terrible disaster,
It is a diligence to move about,
It is the writing on the wall’s shout.
Economy is caught in the midst of turbulence
With the currencies depleting in value of reference,
Manipulation, greed, misappropriation, cheat are agog,
Implicating a pleading insight to an economic fog,
It is a deliberation to business,
It is the writing on wall’s resonance.
Glancing on all potential cautions,
The desire to live becomes a notion,
Reflecting on the goals of future,
Life has to go on with a closeted nurture,
Intimidating is the clairvoyant call,
Which is the writing on the wall.
Meenas Poems 