Meenas Poems
It is right in front of you.
It is very near you.
It is actually beside you.
It is obviously visible to you.
It is waiting for you.
Grab it says someone to you.
Do not miss it cries the other one to you.
It is a bit of a quandary to you.
But it is an opportunity to you.
Make the most of it is the advice to you.
Get going success is yours.
It is going to rain cats and dogs.
As the sky is downcast in clogs.
As the clouds are dark with fog.
Are they signs of rain? is the log.
They are says the common jog.
But they are far from true say some with agog.
The bees are buzzing busy.
The birds are tweeting cheerfully.
The peacock is dancing happily.
The squirrels are chirping incessantly.
The lizards are talking untiringly.
The frogs are grunting loudly.
The dogs are barking fiercely.
The cats are mewing demurely
The men are snoring peacefully.
As the morn dawns.
There was a snap.
Tut tut it broke in a slap.
It broke into pieces from the top.
Dum dum it fell in a flop.
It looked miserable from the slot.
Oh! oh! it lay in panic like a clot.
Its pieces lay strewn in the plot.
Lo! lo! there was anguish among the lot.
Could it be redeemed from loss?
Nay, nay, never could it be so in a toss.
Was it a piece of glass that lay shattered?
Alas! restoring it would be a task withered.
Was it anything that caused an expensive casuality?
God forbid buying again would be a vanity.
It was neither glass nor a costly treasure.
It was an abstract design in feature.
It was not visible in nature.
It was highly emotional in stature.
The proximity to the theme is drawing close.
It was the filial relation that fell apart in blows.
Meenas Poems 