Mosquito, the little insect
black and small in size
breeds in marshy tracts
multiplies in millions and billions
barges in like an invasion
bites the inmates then and there
extends various forms of epidemics
dengue one such fever
chicken kunya another strain
malaria severest form
all too much to bear
dies in a few days
imposing a havoc unprecedented
that be the honour of mosquito
whose entity is tiny and micro
whose effect is gigantic and macro
as such I find one such sitting on my hand
about to bite with its tongs
I give it a slam so harsh
it falls down dead on the floor
leaving behind a trace of blood
sticks to my hand in slight degrees
thick and red the blood looks
could be from the previous bite
who knows from wheresoever.
Meenas Poems 