Truly to say
I do not get along
I like to move in a way
very quiet and calm.
That way no none likes
as actions always count
the feverish show I dislike
remain observant and silent.
An ill fit I could be
where all move with a frenzy
alternated by hurry and glee
stay gentle with a smile.
This could be a provoke
when there is incessant gossip
going around without a revoke
refrain from any invoke.
Well, that is what I am
reserved and not among the crowd
a spectator I am
soft and unperturbed all through.
The reveal I make of myself
is not of importance to anyone
as I am to myself
insignificant in the milieu 
Meenas Poems 