Meenas PoemsThe winds are not strong
nor the clouds dark and overcast
the warmth has been for long
the rains have long been lost
the days without rain seem to be more
renders the land almost dry
the particular season has been in the fore
makes every other season shy
well that be the way of nature
bringing forth a merciless feature
rains too much and floods once
rains too less and droughts hence
be so the vagaries of the global warmth
leaving us helpless and stare at the hearth.
Writing for a while
with no special style
compiling them in a file
going through them a little after
kindles an emotion softer
that be the way I read my work
none in a manner to get hooked
a simple write of mine at the most
refreshes my thoughts utmost
a novel way to look back
think over the past in track.
A talk casual turns heated
know not why and for what
depends on the person in upbeat
not on the subject as all in short
the one who says the least
goes into the wheel
the one who speaks the most
gets on to the top
a situation I could never cope
being the last one to talk about
anything for that matter I hope
being the receiver of 
the brunt as ever
the victim of circumstances in most.
A mother be
a democrat or an autocrat
never could she.
A mother is
a loving and caring one
ever could she.
A regime it could be
military in a way
autocracy in sway
dictatorship all the way
far away from glee.
A governance it could be
democratic in form
by the people in calm
for the people in norm
without a fear of flee.
Autocracy and democracy
found side by side
would take one by a ride
one commands a hide
the other extends a free slide
one or the other leads
to an insurgency.
Parasites are known
for their excellent skill
of living on other organisms.
Politicians are known
for their excellent skill
of cheating the public .
Business tycoons are known
for their excellent skill
of manipulating money.
They be the parasites
clad rich and live great
posing as saints and samriti
ans
A long way to go
a shorter route in row
a fathomless ocean it looks
fathomable in the books
a massive fallback it turns
a shot back as it burns
these could be in the show
could not be in the flow
that way the life rocks
all with innumerable blocks
yet we survive with the bit
going with a tenacity and grit
a life not so smooth sailing
could be one of a trailing
well, we move on and die
could be anything about in a fly.
It is great
being one in rate
that of in date
could be a state
far from hate
nothing in late
never according to fate
a greatness as seen
always had been
a stature in height
bestowed to be great.
Let us begin in 
form
nothing away from the norm
let us remain calm
nothing away from storm
let we get ahead in term
nothing away from being firm
let us see with a perception
nothing away from the description
well that is ow we have to progress
nothing away from the refresh
that could be the turn of event
nothing away from the deviant.
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