Meenas PoemsThe vacant land
and the empty mind
lie there dormant
The land appreciates in value
with years in the run
a fortune to the landlord.
The mind that is idle
thinks not of anything
rots and rusts eventually.
That be the difference
the land turns productive in a sense
the mind becomes useless all the way.
A life wasted all through
with nothing to wish 
and none to cherish
The evaluations are intriguing
The poetic appraisal at times are killing
The poem is dissected and torn
the beauty is robbed
the idea is mulled
and the poem loses is identity.
The same goes with the physic as well
The small changes are shown big
the big ones create a scare
the physician pose themselves great
the apprehension creates panic
and the body turns weak.
The evaluation is to be taken
not to accurate form
limited to certain level
it is a factor that guides
it is not the end
as 
there are many options
that couls be considered.
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