Meenas PoemsThe rising sun
grants great fun
as it is in the run
slowly going up
reaching the top
with the mid noon
scorching great
burning like hell
the sun overhead
then slides towards west
subduing its fiery flight
sets finally in the opposite
leaving the land cool
releasing a temperate zone
nice and lovely with magnificence
great and sound in diligence
a lively feel whatsoever.
As a little girl
I used to fear
sound that turned harsh
noise that rose to be loud
talks that became poisonous
meets that converted to revolt
friendship that bore ill will
love that was superficial
act that was feigned
altogether I was disturbed
seeing all these very young
around me in plenty
as years went by
I became strong
faced these incongruities
without fear undaunted
emerging invincible
the rest of my life.
Laughing with the wind as it blows
Living with a song in a melody
Leading like a light as it flows
Leaving with no noise in rhapsody
Is the choice most wonderful
I wish to acquire in custody
want to attain most hopefully
with a rest eternal in glory.
The creative mind is never at rest
always sets the ball in motion
might look as it is doing nothing
but really ideas get growing
with the mind almost all time pondering
figuring out artistic creations
either it be in writing or painting
or might be in architecture and artistic creatives
be them in wood ,clay, stone
diamond , gold and platinum
leas
t might come from the humble straw
along with match sticks and iron
goes the creative process with great enthusiasm
left alone the music and dance
which crown the artistic creativity
with great shine and illumination
this wonderous procedure culminates
and crosses the pinnacle
with a voluminous fame and reputation
that deliver a high sophistication
and renders a charming ebullience.
Moving around without any particular work
going with no definite proposal
getting involved in nothing imminent
doing little errands in a proper scope
has been the way of my life for some time now.
An easy designation that has come forward
almost without any pressure and strain
living the day as they come and go
makes me a lazy lethargic individual
Well, I fear, if any essential work load comes up
I would be thrown out of proportion
and would end up in a deliberate fall.
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