An invitation warm
to neighbours in the swarm
accepts no form
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Author: meenas17
A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood
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The Day Out
The mild thunder
the soft drizzle
the light breeze
give the day
a back up
The bird’s hum
The men”s talk
The animals shout
give the day
a start-up.
The rustle of leaves
the bustle of voices
the hustle of movements
give the day
a break up.
The still air
the dark night
the moon’s light
give the day
a close up.
That is the beginning
there be the ending
in a trial and error
day in and day out
goes the way out.
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The Angel in Me.
The angel over there
smiles at me with care
calls me to her
bids me sit beside her
benign and graceful she is
appealing and gracious she is
strikes my head with love
pats me with more love
takes my hand gently
leads me to the front presently
puts me on the dias
shows no bias
I start my speech
remembering her teach
the words I do not search
they come out in stretch
eloquent and fluent as could be
that is a wonder to me
I address
the gathering
alight from the stage with no staggering
it is all the efforts of my angel
she being none but my mind in the angle.
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Lost Is Lost
Lost is lost
that makes everything vanish fast
wealth or reputation 
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A Man Lost.
Shout he does
for all the curse
wails he with all might
at all those who come in sight
swears he with all venom
at things that cross him in wholesome
a man of impertinence
he be with no reference
he is but a disgrace
to the mankind in its face
a man with awkward thoughts
foul-mouthed in all sorts.
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The Day’s Day
It is pleasant
the day is warm
with the shine decent
causing no harm
the breeze cheerful
passing through lively
the birds fly about
and the men move spiritedly
with the night comes darkness
and there arises a silence
with the owls hooting in the stillness
the day ends up with little reference.
Saw a moon in the sky
she bade me come near
I moved close to her
tried to touch her bosom
passed my fingers over her
the milky white fluffy flesh
looked so imposing and clear
did not promote anything promiscuous
gave a thought of purity in the fold
the crystal clear light that passed
fell one me with a grace so fine
took me over in a blind
her pristine beauty turned me dumb
expressionless I got transformed
like a stone I was
I stood holocaust in the brightness.
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Earn and Learn
Learn while you earn
earn while you learn
that be your turn
which would be much fun
when 
both are done.
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The Sun and Moon
The sun and moon
fascinate and enthrall
that be the thrill
with the sun’s glory
and the moon’s charm
go the day and night
with a routine all through
emit the sun the light
while the moon releases grace
both competing with each other
one vying for the prime post
who would clinch the title
do you know tell me
I vote for the moon
as it lights up the night
and relaxes for fifteen days
growing and waning
a symbol of thrive
a significant design
which the sun lacks
as it always shines, then scorches
then burns and finally goes beyond
that be the excess of the sun
and the deficit of it
all in one go
I might sound irrational
Oh 1 that is what I am
a deviant
from the accepted norms.
The word nice being relative in terms
suits all purposes firm
goes with the weather fine
calls the beauty so pristine
depicts the read very well
describes the scenario in a dwell
the nicety is so nice
that holds the breath in tries
the word nice is enamoured
and beautifully enchanted.
Meenas Poems 