Expecting nothing out of life
that which received came in the course
that being lost which works out great
went without coming to me at all.
As the rivers flow through with ripples
life pass through without much events
there being no furore or flutter great
going by the tide being the way.
Has had many misgivings in life
settled back with contours of grievance
had to overcome them in the go
otherwise would have been sealed by their ridges.
Perceiving a steep mountain unnerved me
the height and loftiness made me lose hope
awed by its massiveness I stood below
amazed by its beauty I became enchanted.
That being the essence of life in a verse
the mountainous passage having a meandering path
negotiating and walking high up with strain
a pursuit difficult but not impossible
Pursuing the clamber with a will and focus
forgetting that directionless climb would lead astray
slowly and steadily have made the way
being an achievement calling for an award.
Meenas Poems 