Meenas PoemsIt is fun to see people
say they with a frown
not being treated at par
nor been greeted with love
the fault lies in them almost
forget they with a convenience
grumble and mumble all the more
pull their face long like a fiddle
talk not in a pleasant tone
scorn and condemn the doer
silly accusations abound
with that the cordiality snaps
arises a difficult relationship
being none other than inflated ego
has been part of the world from long ago.
It is a day of calls
kept me in a mood false
had to put up with all
I talked in a pleasant voice
as I had no other choice
tolerance became impossible
as many calls were not plausible
yet I was sweet and silent
unable to contain my patience
I switched off my gadget dumb
cursing myself for being a doll dumb.
It is a stage
not the virtual
that one of an abstract
a situation rather
one has to plunge
headway with a boldness
reach the bottom
decipher the consequences
resolve the issue
that has now come unknowingly
a right move is essential
bids no looking back
a positive track is on the verge
could be the stage as seen now.
The pain in the body
the pain in the mind
the pain felt whatsoever
could be an abstract feel
a forget of the pain all the more
engaging in deals furthermore
would assuage the hurt
thinking else would mitigate
both the physical and the mental
like a write, a read, a calculation
a browse and a conversation
let that be the way to lessen
rather than the medical subjugation
bring in more misery than anything.
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