Meenas Poems

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The Little Insect

The mosquito bites always

stings and sucks the blood

causing a havoc and a mess

found in the tropics and equatorial regions

around the slushy swamps and stagnant water mass

among the dense forests and fields

they swarm and breed not in hundreds

but in millions and trillions

stinging the old and young

a tiny creature and an insect

casting venom on the population

so huge, massive and uncountable

who could do nothing to eradicate

while the scientists claim with pride

that they have sent missiles to Moon and Mars

spending hours and days non stop

years and decades not sleeping

working on that is beyond grasp

yet they catch it and capture it

while they stand desperate

before the tiny little insect

helpless in a limbo.

Tags defeat, Man, mars, missiles, moon, mosquito, Poem, scientists

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The Morning Call

The morning works out for calls

which rolls out like balls

with the appointments in the follow

and nothing could go through the hollow

each being important and vital

one has to go up by the title

arranging the alibi by importance

and then going by the relevance

there arises a multiplication of prompts

that go with the highest fonts

a great vigilance has to accompany

that should not relax the symphony

likewise the execution has to be underway

stumbling on no obstacle in the pathway

a meticulous effort goes ahead in the program

making the morning a time for instagram

Tags Call, frenzy, Morning, Poem

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Lemon Juice There

A glass of lemon juice in the morning

is both enlivening and reviving

added with sugar and a pinch of salt

clears the system from any fault

giving a fresh look and a grace

removing any fatigue seen in the face

that be the benefit of taking lemon juice

does it not sound like a lovely ruse?

Tags fatigue, juice, lemon, Poem, reviving

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One Click

Help those who are needy

not in a rush but steady

as they are really ready

being waiting with hope

give them a long rope

pull them from the slope

whenever you could do

with whatever might in true

as they are under the embrace

almost with the hungry face

taken care by the growing stone of hope

give your hand to those with hope

try to nurture them with all hope.

This post is in support The Growing Stone of Hope.

Tags click, growing stone of hope., needy, Poem

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The Desire Mounting

Any desire is an outcome

that be of food or shopping

or be of achievement and power

arising out of a need , requirement

or more subtly termed as discontent.

The pressing need overwhelms

the desire punches out extensively

a craving sets in disastrously

a longing lasts deliberately

that cannot be checked at cost.

The food prepared at home

being not to taste and palatable

with no variety and style in the go

the liking to dine out

spurts up incessantly .

The requirement of things

that be the accessories

or be the provisions

a one time shopping would do

being pervasive and invasive.

The small and tiny purchase

necessitated by the love for buying

prompts a go out for the sake

that be the habit prone

could do nothing but to rush out.

The satisfaction with what one has

be it food ,power or wealth

the contentment one develops

during the course of life

settles their want and presents no venturing.

As I talk and write now’

I could visualise for sure

many rising their brows

looking daggers at me

calling me an anachronism

an out dated person in the go.

Tags content, Desire, Food, Poem, Power, satisfaction, venure, Wealth

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There be a morn
with no sun
There be a night
with no stars
There be a woman
with no beauty.
There be a man
with no sense
There be a hill
with no trees
There be a river
with no water
Oh! there is everything around
nothing being good.
That be the day
when the world
comes to an end.

Tags ends, hill, Man, morn, Poem, River, woman., World

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The Glory

With the morn

there rises the sun slowly

bringing in glory

Tags glory, Haiku, morn, Sun

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A Disgrace.

Sleeping with the windows all closed

with curtains pulled over safe and secured

with the air conditioner buzzing

and the fan revolving

the sun rise is never seen being a treat

nor the birds early morning greets

else the breeze that kisses your face

all go without being heard or being traced

knowing not for ever intensely

how much of nature’s liveliness

that bid the mind and body

that send significant energy down the system

goes unseen and unfelt

Not being the fault of Nature

very much the practice of human

seeking solace in artificiality

ignoring the natural benefits in a sensation

then go in search of such relaxation

where again the fellow-man makes money

with resorts and spas all over in plenty

A disgrace to man indeed!

Tags aircondition, curtain, expensive, fan, Man, Poem, reorts spas

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The Dawn -Haiku

The day dawns

with the chirp and chatter

from birds near .

Tags Birds, Day, Haiku

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Getting Stabbed

Get stabbed on the back
has been from time long back
right from Brutus to the modern politician
there seems a lot not in deviation
that being a stabbing consciously
very much not in front but n back vehemently.

Be not in politics alone I say
it being found in families in a way
with one holding fort and proposing strength
the other getting over and distracting the strength
demoralise the one who stood all the time
being hoodwinked and let down in no time.

As traditions go there has to be a tolerance in families
where nothing could be hastily executed in release
as in mind there are the children and the reputation
that has to be given priority in the primary session
with that the precipitation of breaking off gets delayed
and the hurt continues to lurk and linger in the family trade.