Meenas PoemsCrying before one feels the pain 
swallowing pills before one falls ill
eating food thinking another might eat it
going to court before any violation,
holding the money of another feeling he owes you
are all prevention and preemption one might argue
but are real treason in the real intrigue.
Taking the money from the exchequer
where the politics come into force
where the powerful make it legal
where the country becomes poor
this is the game of those who rule
going rampant in their loot
forgetting the country and its people.
Well, is this not one and the same as stealing
A thief takes the money from a pocket
runs away with it making it illegal
where the person loses his hard-earned money
The petty thief if caught goes behind the bars
while the powerful caught or not
goes in Rolls Royce..
There was no habitation over a stretch.
Not even grass in a long reach.
it was land, plain land, looking bare.
It was neither a desert arid and dry
but it lay untilled and uncared.
Going through it was a tedium
nothing to see and nothing to hear
Realised then the value of care
that bestows uncountable fare
delineating profit
fair.
A lovely finish to a tale
a nice ending to the sale
a pleasant-looking dale
a fierce harrowing gale
a clever capable male
all become very pale
when confronted by a whale
not the real whale
but that circumstantial terrific 
Talking about a Great Man
years after his death
vouchsafed well for the man
remember his glorious life
is not full of roses blooming
as thorns many are found in a plant
that gives out flowers in abundance
Well talking long and short
alone will not go great in terms
as it was not his way of living
he demanding a performance best
and creditable befitting his credentials.
None think about it in real significance
but go on making merry by talking
conducting meets and get together
bringing out nothing in the end
just a meet and a forget
along comes in quick succession
the next meet and go ahead.
The King is coming came the announcement
All stood in attention saying “Long Live The KIng”
The Judge is coming came another one
All bowed to him obediently
The military General is coming came yet another
All saluted him stiffly.
I came next without any announcement
none took notice of me,
They being all men like me deigned in different robes
go with such honour
While I being a man like them in ordinary attire
go with no such paraphernalia.
Not so all men are equal in the eyes of all.
If my heart lets me in
it is my mind that lets me out
so letting in and letting out
has been with me all throughout
never in all the most
never out at the most.
An intermediate between in and out
Well that has been ny life all out
with no significance tantamount.
Sitting in my parlour
with a book in hand
seeing through the window
at the lovely hedges and grass
dozed of to a deep slumber.
A little while after in an hour
woke up suddenly in a reverie
felt someone is peeping through the window.
gathering myself up rushed towards in a falter.
Finding nothing different reclined once again
Yet again the feeling came
and becoming upset and jittery
resuming calm stood motionless for a second.
A minute after saw a tuft shrub making moves
with the strong wind that blew over
Well, it was the shrub which had peeped in
during its forward move causing me to hang over.
The bragging old muff
was talking all bluff
in a situation tough
with behaviour rough
interrupted by cough
with voice gruff
heaving with a puff
he being with no stuff
created an unpleasant buff
making everyone deaf.
The sky gets dark in the afternoon
with the clouds gathering in one fold
It is still and cool with no winds
all signalling a bountiful rain.
Lo! nothing happened as it remained so
pleasant and chill, delightful and delicious.
Like men rains do dodge too.
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