In discussion
with Lawrence, I notice the tone.
sucharged with impidence.
Loud are his views
impregnant with arrogance.
An egoist leaves no space
for others to express..
Advises and admonishes
at the same time. Neglects his
shortcomings.
My poor ears suffer
as they cannot fold.
One of the five senses
that are open always
The wire snaps.
For once, I am grateful,
cause being the customer
of a deficient telephone corporation.
Meenas Poems 