Meenas PoemsThe stream flows over
ebbing and etching out
with the fish climbing over
jumping and hopping out
while the birds come flying over
descending in a slow move all out
as the tide goes up and down
so do the fish go in and out
the birds look straight down
trying to catch their bait out
attempting once or twice with a frown
they capture the fish all in a slow down
with that done they fly into the clouds.
The world would remember Mandela
he being a life-like Cinderella
who came from nowhere
saw the atrocities over there
fought for the rights of his men ever hard
imprisoned for years together in a ward
not giving up hope or cheer
exercising his rapport with no fear,
braving the ignominy and punishments
endured all with a smile and an adjustment
with his cause being in the forefront
strove for the uplifting of his people not for stunt
he being no fairy tale being like Cinderella
but made of blood and stuff was Mandela
like the imaginary figure who crossed all metes and bounds
becoming a Princess of great charm and fame as found
this legend emerged as a leader and a champion of the apartheid
getting their rights and freedom with a gusto and determination in a deal.
Living in a place where I am known
gives a pain and a trial unknown
setting a very uneasy tone
Seeing someone who has done harm
tends to induce a disquieting calm
that forces me to lose my charm.
Relocating at this part of life being hard
I have to safely play the card
and move on in life with a big nod.
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Having not found anyone to my liking
I wander like a solitary reaper in the world
as I find none talk truth and reason
do not blame me for what I am
as I love honesty and sincerity
I find none to that highest level
I profess and practise what I feel
that becomes a lack of interest to most
as they say that I am a useless person
unwilling to go with worldly ways
and a difficult one to tag with.
as I see none to my liking
they also fit to me to their dislike
with that goes my life in this world
almost lonely and away from the crowd
that arouses a feel that I should not have been born
an exact estimate of me from me primarily.
Great be the uses of diversity
as there grows an affinity
being its reach a clear infinity
up goes its intensity
with a lively enchantment
as things different causes an enhancement
growing with a strong involvement
that be the reason for a statement
that great be the uses of diversity,
My grand mother told me
many lovely stories
understood or not
I nodded my head.
My grandmother told me
many lively experiences
liked it or not
I nodded my head.
My grand mother told me
many useful medicines
assimilated it or not
I nodded my head
My grandmother kept on saying
I paid no attention
I did not give importance
but kept nodding my head.
My grandmother is dead
I really do not know anything
No one is there to guide me
my head goes on nodding
Money makes one wealthy
it makes one prosperous
taking the person to heights imperious
while people go around him merrily.
The money plays a role
creating a halo around the head
that shines magnificently at all poles
lending a brightness similar to a tone red.
With red we come to an alert
telling that money gives an authority
more of a great excellence and a curt
that releases a head strong audacity.
The red also go to signify a corrupt
that of a rare distinctive curb
thinking money could buy without disrupt
posting an indecent blurb.
The power that money bestows on the haves
has made out of them a destructive trash
behaving most callously and indomitably harsh
that way it shatters the harmony of the earth in a flash.
Share they say what you have
Sharing is a great giving in a way
it is all a concept so good overlay
Being an apparent stay in the wave.
With sharing the theme of giving takes the trace
Giving leads to a complete stretch out
while sharing is for the timely lay out .
Being a great offering and help in a face.
Sharing all things be not acceptable
as it being a distinction of personal and common
while this discrimination holds you back often
sharing becomes a restrictive probable.
There goes the instructions fine and in order
getting along with the thought to assist
distributing books and wealth in a hit
That is always been the course of a rejoinder.
With seasons breaking the norms
with winter there be no cold
having plenty of sunshine and warmth
the winter passes off unreliable
that being so the spring
finds itself punctuated by storms
while gales playing foul
the season gets overturned
and the autumn is dotted by rains
with cold all around
something different from what we had seen
as summer is known for its heat
therein comes the chilliness
that works out a fullness
bringing with them all epidemics
and diseases that are waterborne
causing a havoc all through
creating a scenario peculiar and strange
Well!, to me it looks like
nature seems to profess the idea
telling in its own way the concept
that change is the only thing that is 
perfect.
The deviation gets goi
ng
while the distraction is engaging
The feverish delirium mounts up
while the urgency tops up.
The fuming heart pounds strongly
while the mind works wrongly.
With the fretting and boiling in the sway
the punching and debauching gets the way.
Therein ends up the sojourn long
while the crossing over becomes a song .
The glossary of terms make me strain
as the copious tears fall as rain.
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