Meenas PoemsThe anger sits on the nose
rather on the tip of the nose
with the cartilage bloating
and the bridge rising
the nose twitches for no reason
as if it has smelt a treason
the mouth then enters the game
spitting out words lame
cursing 
and stinging all through
like to get away from such men
teaching them a lesson then
should be undertaken without fear
as otherwise they would go in a square.
Articles and prepositions
pronouns and conjunctions
commas and semicolons
hyphens and full stops all the functions
with the adjectives qualifying the nouns
adverbs modifying the verbs
one giving the quality of the person or being
as the other enunciates the verb with a sting
the verb becoming the nerve center
while the noun stands out as a mentor
so goes the writing and language
all smoothly through the ages
without a hurdle and a fall out
holding the language high
making it shine and fly.
Boiling over the kettle
whistled all in a settle
puffing and pushing
the steam escaping
through the gap
the heat is in a trap
if closed perfect
could bring effects
that would work out great
so do the heart
with its feelings in chart
would rise up and burst
if let in a with a fret
that be properly redeemed
would go down in the steam
and fizzle out in no time
bringing good chimes.
The shops do roll out
fascinations great and lovely
with a host of new arrivals
and a stock of traditional
catering to the category
that of fashionable and customary
inviting customers old and new
caring for them with full heart
extending a warm cordiality
that be lacking in malls
where sales become mechanical
with sales persons work for commissions
that be more the volume of 
sales
there be increase in their pay pack
as money takes the cue with strength
the one to one affinity gets back
just a mechanical process
bereft of gestures fine.
The day turns out to be one of vain
as people go bragging for gain
going by the words not true
standing out for things that grew
on a soil laden by lies
as these lies get ahead in tries
bringing fortunes to those
who like to reap in a chose
with benefits much and great
that make them rich and powerful 
as wealth brings fame too
a comfort that none other could buy
that would last until one dies
that
The sweat goes without saying
through the throng in a going
with only a few being occupied
the rest remain satisfied
enjoying the fruits of the hard-working
passing comments without reckoning
not doing things at all in the move
but kidding over that being done with a reprove
building over the perspiration of those who do
finally ejecting them out from the main stream in a go
that has been the fate of those who toil
not leaving anything in the midst of the boil
tending with great care and attention
really getting nothing back only detention.
The foil thin and transparent
could be seen through being apparent
having a silvery shine and glow
the tenacity it has in a flow
could hold all things in one go
be it heavy, light, mild or sticky in row
never giving out its content
closely holding them with intent
an easy pack to carry in hand
essentially disposable when thrown in sand
that is what we human do unmindful
discarding that has served us in full
never a thought crosses and holds back
down it goes into the drain all into the track
clogging the outlets thick and stock
that has taken me away from the talk
about the foil in the regular run
it is always my way not in fun
coming back to the topic in short
have to conclude thus in a bought 
the foil though being very meagre in merit
has a lot to be sung to its credit.
The thought of inconvenience
and the feel for convenience
runs deep in my heart
not causing trouble to others
not allowing to be troubled by others
might sound not pragmatic to mos
but that be put to test
would make me a stiff contender
perhaps would be the best defender
as I pursue the policy straight
never deviating to left or right
initiating a sensitiveness
that of great decisiveness
never being a thorn in
any one’s flesh
but be a flower tender all over the mesh
never trying to prick them insensibly
but attempting to comfort them sensibly
that be my way all throughout
that might echo a bash in and out.
A beautiful morning it is
chill and breezy all it is
with the whiff of fresh air
comes the dawn all fair
the trees bow down as the wind blows north
they rise up with the wind blowing south
the oscillation gives a soft cajole
leaving us refreshed on the whole
then come the birds that chatter with glee
flocking with their kin on a tree
with that there heralds children’s voices
rushing out to play in the place of their choices
that be the cold December morning
which throws out 
a joyful glistening
The time to make much ado
the means to make much fuss
climbs up the ladder in a swing
becoming epicurean in every action
leave not epicure be alone for food
that be found in all fares
be it food or illness
whatever it might cause
getting it far beyond
makes it morbid and stale
that be the follow-up of many
be it large or small does not matter 
setting an unpleasant sequence
insisting on a not so distinctive relevance.
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