Meenas PoemsDelay, delay it is all through
not for one in a way
it is why I do not know
a stalemate in every flow
nothing passes quick
faces hiccups could be a trick
or else an ignorance plain
wish not to see a gain
an invigoration on the move
a persistent drag as a proof
it is hard to endure any more
like to bash them before
they realize the devastation
they would succumb to a distortion
let me wait and watch anyhow
could be my day in an allow.
The garlands in my land
where plain and bland
roses or jasmines in the hold
heavily formed and looked bold
the weight was considerable
a burden to the neck inevitable
with the zari threads around
and a thick stalk in a bound.
Recently they have gone through a change
look grand and colourful in a range
the rose petals are piled one upon another
matching the colour of the bridal costumes together
go with the patterns all in a thematic concept
very light and eloquent in their precept
on more insider trading in a confidence
they are very expensive in a preference.
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