Meenas Poems
The shift is on once again
how am I to negotiate?
I deliberate in vain
as I sigh with a renunciation
let me be in one place
not want to be in a chase
whatever be the case
I prefer not to live in phase.
That will not be I know
so I go with the tide
I have become very slow
anyhow I have to abide
With the bags on my back
I walk on to the flight
my mind gives up the fight
I find myself in the same track
How long will have I to live so?
I really do not know.
I
Turn the table
a categorical expression
means a lot if thought intense.
Table is turned
a convenience literally
the space and the wish matters.
Table is turned
a convenience in a way
shift the blame and game with ease.
Turn the table
with a bang strong
you win though in a wrong.
Turn the table
with a tact smart
again you win the game subtly.
Turn the table
with deceit and anger
you might win the game thereto.
Turning the table
holds you not for long
as your treachery surfaces slowly.
A moral we learn
a literal turn is yours,
no issue
a planned turn lets you down.
Meenas Poems 