Meenas PoemsI have a wish
want to be a fish
with eyes always closed
with nothing enforced
sailing through the water
not involved in any barter
up I would go with a tide
down into the water I go in a ride
I live in the salt water of
an ocean
dwell in a pond in a fusion
I have no likes and dislikes
when the waves strike
I am disturbed to an extent
otherwise, I stay content
that is the gift I possess
in the deep waters I refresh.
I look back
I have crossed the track
I have tread miles and miles
I have scored with a smile
a long track Is behind
a long innings of a kind
now I think long about them
my heart bleeds pitiably
my heart was ripped possibly
not that I suffered
not that I struggled
a cause of a shock
being discarded by those
who could never have
who would never have
Well, let me not go into details
as it would make me a being frail
I have come out of it for good
a reward to me and to my brood
forget it says my mind in a command
yet,
my heart bleeds with a demand.
Certain ideas are good
certain hours are pleasant.
Certain days are lovely.
Certain images are wonderful.
The certain could be less or more
usually does not denote a more
Certain could also mean definite
at times could point to an infinite.
Certain plays a role in a way
could be for better or worse in ways
Certainly I would for certain
proceed in a direction certain.
So much for certain
as it is in a way certain
great to be certain
greater to turn certain.
The general impression
goes the talk a little while ago
all are but impressions
why want to talk with an ego?
to the pint come straight I
we will no longer wait I
the crowd grew impatient I
as the confederation lead to a deviant I
it was a beat around a bush for the sake
no tangible effort on the take
it was a round about way to say no
could have come with a direct hit and say no
they are too much in a dilemma
know not how to say “No”
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Truth is bitter always
it shatters in most ways
never leave it anyway
abide by it always.
Trust 
in a person should be absolute
if it is not it would complicate
thought I once and relied on trust
now have realized it is not worth a test
as faith in one had let me down badly
principally and monetarily in totality
I hate myself for what I had been
now want to change over and am keen
my experience tells me to be wary
if not you would be drummed fully.
a piece of advice I wish to circulate
want it to be very articulate.
Mercy is twice blessed
blesses the one that gives
and that one who takes
That be of mercy
think of greed
it is twice cursed
curses the one that gives
curses the other who takes
think of deceit
it is twice an evil
destroys the one who does
destroys the other who lets it be done
so go the sayings new and old
take it or leave it is y
our goal.
The moon peeps through my window
as I set the head on my pillow
I stare at her devouring her beauty
she returns it with a glare pretty
the whiteness is pure without a blemish
it was a flawless hue all whitish
I lie down contemplating quietly
the moon shines lavishly
I refrain from closing the window
for fear of losing the picturesque glow
how long I was like that I do not know
could be till sleep overwhelmed me in slow.
it is a drawing beautiful
a pencil sketch
very expressive and wonderful
especially the batsman’s sketch
disappointment writs large in his face
he pouts and purses his lips
perhaps it could be a case
suggestive of a tip
the batsman has missed
he is caught and bowled
should be fairly amiss
definitely
a duck out.
A devil and a demon
never say amen
they cry foul
always wth a growl.
A devil and a demon
never resemble a lemon
they are dark
and usually bark.
A devil and a demon
never come in dozens
they are alone
and are ever forlorn.
A devil and a demon
live in a dungeon
they are crooked
and are certainly wicked.
The devil and the demon
wear no nice garments
they smell and stink
and have an aimless blink.
You could identify them easily now
mean the devil and demon you know
found everywhere in our midst
oh! that is the tryst.
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