Meenas PoemsThey live there
sitting in a big chair
not as one but in a pair
grin at us with a smile
chuckle with a vile
act in a style
purr and whimper
jump and scamper
they are not small beings
very clever in their doings
smart in the thinking
make us look little
as they giggle
we face a struggle
as to shoo them off
needs a skill great thereof.
The dark as it unfolds
enters not very bold
comes with a look cold
as the light gets on board
with its paraphernalia on-road
the take off assumes a grandeur
as the sun slowly descends at yonder
the yellowish red hue keeps one in rapture
the picturesque moment is one to capture
the dark meekly comes into the horizon
timid and fearful all without reason
a thickness enwraps the zone
where nothing could penetrate even in tone
the rigidity extends a qualm and a soreness
down the spine travels the bitter chilliness
the feeling around is one of unfriendliness
yet the earth is punctuated by light and darkness
Be that the law of nature elucidating a significance
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