Meenas PoemsFlying is fun
embark and fly but breathe
after reaching the destination.
Flights have disappeared
not once but twice all too sudden
for reasons unknown.
The rationality behind
pilot’s suicide
, his carelessness, a snag
all human trepidations.
Long time since I thought of the world
as I am away from the world
far into the world of my words
I stand on a precipice high above
I have nothing to support
well, that could be my life in and out
lived so long with none on board.
A case of loneliness, it could be
not am I a solitary child as to be
born with siblings five a good number
been always out of their circle, I remember
how did it happen I am not aware
yet I grew up with no share
got a little of the high volumes
yet they always bubbled with fumes
knew not for what reason it was
deliberated long to know the cause
success was never by my side
jealousy runs high like a gigantic tide
this is at my mother’s place
also similar to the in-laws case
as it would be an easy surmise now
my spirits sink very low
I live amidst my families right
physically it is a straight hit
I am miles and miles away from them
I have many chances to see them
my mind carries me away very fast
now they are strangers to me in a cast
this could be the edge of the world in a focus
I could see an opened door that shows a grand status.
The summer is early
it hots up dearly
before it was once yearly
now it is present daily
the breeze is hot
men are caught
water is bought
this is what happens
as the summer sharpens
the heat deepens
there is perspiration
there are indispositions
there are propositions
the global warming stems up
left as such would hot up
one has to top up
with ideas for reduction
and strike a note on deduction
along with an introduction
that way the summer could shorten
the other seasons would lengthen
through which the temperatures would lessen
a research and a study should ensure
a back to the old days of moderation in an assure.
A way to dress
as occasions demand
simple and pressed
the best in stand
decent and modest always
never gaudy and provocative
mild designs stitched appropriately
disciplined and not reactive
never an eyesore but eye-catching
extends a respect and admiration
could win over hearts in full
a really reliable mode of conduct
found in the attire you darn not dull
as a dress makes half the person
the rest, of course.
is the behave and intellect.
The feel of greatness
keeps me awestruck
the thought of nothingness
relates to a daring pluck
both awakens us to a reality
greatness is abstract
and it commands an instability
the pride makes us insecure in fact
nothingness is a vacuum definitely
it lends an emptiness and an alarm
the fear makes us indolent exactly
the apprehension arises from the storm
one being correlated to the other
pride and insecurity coordinate
greatness and nothingness do bother
with the same tenor not in a deviate.
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