The fall is always heavy
with the bang and a crash
with a soft slide in cases
but any fall may it be big or small
goes through a process vivid
deep and down greatly
bringing in an agony
with an anguish and fear
holding on to the query
where there could be a rise
a 
flight from the abyss
With the possibilities high
that there could be a start over
renders a consolation what soever
pulling up the spirits already sunk
rolling the sleeves that had rolled past
getting into the field with a renewed charge
applying efforts with a refreshing gusto
the rise could be well organised
but mind you go in a steady support
not in a hap hazard meaningless advance
there you are sure to reach the goal
Meenas Poems 