Out I go like a wind
want to get away in speed
do not wish to see any
I get going.
Banging the door
similar the way they
dash when strong winds
blow harsh.
I leave the place
palpitation is pronounced
unmindful of what will
happen next,
My heart bursts like a glacier
feelings overwhelm
almost soaking me in
a pool of expressions,
those that cannot be explained
all I wish is to quit the place
run away from the people
who are most unkindest.
those who mock and spite
hurt and strike all too quick
and almost to the full,
akin to a timid hare.
who so dainty and delicate
runs for his life chased by
the strong ones. a lion or a jackal
excel both in stature and power.
Meenas Poems 