Living away from home is a strain,
It is nevertheless an exhaustive drain,
Enduring the solitude with a decorative feign,
Days roll slowly without any gain.
Adding up to the misery of living away
There arises series of threats every day,
The burglary in the neighbourhood keeps us at bay,
The murder in the marketplace turns us gray.
Holding the breath with great fear,
Panting heavily in a desolate gear,
Hiding with concern in the rear,
Waiting for the ultimatum in a shaky queer.
To gather courage one needs steps severe,
To face the threat one requires boldness near,
To thwart the danger one should possess bravery dear,
To emerge successful one should display strength revere.
Threats are very much present at home too,
They do exist in the surroundings too,
But the solace of having the loved ones besides too,
Sends a plausible security with much trust too.
Meenas Poems 