Meenas PoemsThe over and above
there be a branch
butting out from a big tree
where there are many fruits
easily accessible to everyone
that being in an enclosed garden
the reach is little tamed
thought the boys did not let it go
they stood up on each other
one over the other like a pile
sufficient to reach the top
got hold of the branch
shaking it brought the fruits down
while the owner came running with anger
the boys ran off in such speed
while the owner stood there helpless
A beautiful flower
bright and yellow
falls down
hurting none
.
A lively child
falls down
hurting itself badly
not the place where it fell.
A pretty girl
falls down
she being squashed up
with an abused body
and a deranged mind.
Nothing have I to do
I sit and stare.
Sitting too I have nothing to do
I recline and gaze.
Reclining also having nothing to do
I 
sleep and dream
Sleeping takes me to untold realms
where I have everything to do.
With that I pass the days
dreaming all through.
Everything be not for everyone
your likes might not be another’s
your favourite confines 
to yours
that be the trend always
one man’s meat is another man’s poison
imposing on others your wish
bidding them to follow your desire
be that it may be your wife
or may be your child
that is not acceptable at al
as it might turn atrocious at one level
there goes the deviation
that work up o a congeniality
mush needed for harmony .
with that in mind you progress.
Meenas Poems 