Meenas PoemsThe flowers are looking dazed.
The freshness has effaced.
There is no lovely trace.
They escape from the gaze.
Sad to see them in such state.
They seem to fumble great
Not cheerful at any rate.
but drooping dry in chaste.
Flowers usually bring cheer
They are to be held dear.
Keeping them close and near
will add to the lively steer.
These flowers seem to wither
looking from thither
they appear fighting with factors other
braving the heat and weather
Having done it so well
she did not want to tell
as she felt it would be a sell
and go to ring the bell
which otherwise would remain calm.
A composure of great depth she had,
A fine presentation she made.
A great execution she contributed in grade
making an impression of lovely shade
which otherwise would have got exposed.
Nurturing it with great care
she did not have the thought to dare
to lay the theme in a bare
but wanted to very badly share
which otherwise would have passed unnoticed.
That being her long-term plan
she did not reveal to her clan
as it had to grow still from the strand
it needed time to flower and stand
independent by itself away from the band,
The liveliness is very familiar.
The looks are so similar.
The resemblance is striking.
The mannerism is so alluring
arousing a puzzle and quandary.
With the confusion looming high
Sat there for a few hours in a try
searching for the relevance with a buy
failing to get the attachments in style
left the place with a disappointment great.
Memory lapses occur at the most important space.
It might be this,might be that goes the mind in chase.
The mind tries to recapture the hundreds of faces
but gets lost getting stuck up somewhere in place.
Finally gives up the task
in slow phases.
We went to a celebration
close to the station
with a restriction
and a distinction
analysing the situation
with great notification
carrying on the distribution
with strict supervision
getting run over by instigations
and crossed over by insinuations
well, that has been the execution
and that has been the moderation
all through in living sessions
while soliciting a silent extinction
a departure from the world’s orientation.
Great be the heart that thinks great.
Great be the eyes that sees beauty
Great be the ears that hears truth
Great be the nose that smells pleasant odour.
Great be the tongue that speaks meaningful
Great be the action that works wonders
Great be the teaching that teaches good.
Great be the desire that likes simple
Great be the feeling that feels sensible
Great be everything that is good, great and wonderful.
Reading into the statement
caught hold of a tenement
that spoke of various indictment
calling for an annulment
of the proclaimed announcement .
Reading between the statement
grasped the infringement
that had taken place in the intermittent
wanted to justify it with a document
that had been kept in concealment.
Reading it over and over again
going through the parts of gain
saw many entries imitating and feign
having camouflaged the real with strain
the statement looked distanced from the brain .
Having faltered once
she did not want to climb.
However much she was persuaded
she stayed stubborn,
Being well seen she was
gripped in fear.
The lurking ache
kept her from doing.
The impact being great
she stood aghast
not going forward
trembling in fear.
Being so much oppressed
always thinking of it
made her dull and desolate
a thought of it
would bring tears
in total despondency.
The commitments being great
wanting to settle her daughter in life
she has to take decisions
forgetting the plight
she had undergone in
another daughter’s life.
That which happened once
will not happen again
She must understand
and get going in life
not postponing any more
as her delay would yield no results.
With the liveliest of thoughts
and with fond memories.
With the beautiful mind sway
and with coordination
went ahead to a celebration.
Expecting a neat arrangement
and a meticulous organisation
Anticipating a skill in presentation
and a delivery in portrayal
felt something was amiss.
Not able to access the default
and not possible to go into details.
Not sure of the references involved
and not clear of the incidence
stood helpless in the middle.
There was a confusion all over
as the distinctions were in chaos
There was a stampede in the course
the avenue being small with limitations
unable
to cope with an unprecedented rush.
The celebration became a casuality
with many injured severely at the heights
and with a few deaths costly in the site
revealing a sight ghastly and horrible
proving celebrations unorganised are most vulnerable.
A photo hung on a window hook
being there for a long time in great look
His mother had displayed it with love
as she felt that her son was most handsome
After a break of a few years
went to the ancestral home with all ears
The picture was hanging as usual
a burning candle and flowers lay there in casual.
Horrified to see that in daylight glare
feeling bad about the woman’s dare
threw the flowers through the window
shouting at her from my heart’s hollow.
She had done it with a purpose and design.
Praying for the man’s exit in a resign
as he has overthrown 
them in all ventures
making them part with his share in real adventure.
The thoughts have got stuck
lying somewhere in the mind.
Pulling them out is a suck.
as they remain adamant and unkind.
Extracting them out is a luck
they being together in a bind.
There is seen a prominent duck
emerging out after much grind.
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