Meenas PoemsThe gaze at the sun
with the curiosity in the run
wanting to know what fun
it is to shine all through
without a pause and fault in true
while I coil and withdraw
when there be a flaw
complaining of tiredness great
proposing a rest in rate
that be with most of us
yet you remain without fuss
shining not with mediocre
but with high decor
over the earth in spirit
never-failing in a beat
Well, I want to know really
how you shine so lovely
all these years with energy
showing formidable synergy.
Had a skid just now
with my right leg going apart
the left leg holding firm
the leg going weak pushing forward
hstriking over a beautiful table
which fell down with a bang
resuming the balance soon after
I stood aghast looking around
Alas! both my left and right legs
along with the table’s legs
got bruised over the fall
being human I cried with pain
Lo! the poor table of mine
croaked and fell silent.
That being the stage now
having injured my wobbling legs
and having broken the table’s lovely legs
I stay mum groaning in silence
over the pain I incurred
purely being the fault of mine
resulting out of carelessness
certainly an outcome of the agitated mind
that has become almost frequent
stumbling and screaming
over nothing and for everything.
The revenue going high
The living rose high
The spending also jacked up.
There being an extravagance on top
Spending and enjoying all the more
Thinking of that moment in the fore.
Setting aside the thought of day after.
Let it come says he louder
as today is the one that has to be lived
saying that in a mood exalted
he reminded me of the species
that think of the present in a treatise
living gaily and happily all 
throughout.
There came a black bird
sat on a huge blue gird
chirping and chattering in glee
seeing an eagle it took a flee
flying past the huge ocean
with its mind full of tension
scared of being caught
migrating to a place of hot
hoping the big eagle would not come
so that it could be saved from
the seize of the daring bird
which came up and sat on the blue gird.
Eating the custard
with fruits and nuts on it
gives lip smacking taste
with the icy dessert melting
flowing into the mouth gently
getting into the throat with a chill
giving a feeling of happiness
that goes with the cheer
making the face bloom with mirth
theerby intoxicating the mind and belly
not in the usual way of dizziness
not in the manner of random mood
but with the lovely gesture
with that of great appreciation
and a greater mirth all in a way.
being alongside the beach
with the waves roaring near
the wind striking your face
with a salty gush
while your hair starts flying
the dress takes its swing
walking on the sand
with the feet getting into the land
there be a feel assuaging
there be a steal defending
one of great content and satisfaction
the other being that of exaltation
an exhilaration that abounds
that be the benefit of living near the sea,
Getting into the stream
is but not one of my dream
getting away from the routine
has been always my fit in
a break from the day-to-day
a fly away from the stay
a sail from the float
a dash from the bloat
has been a venture
that brings an adventure
one of thrill and excitement
that of interest and enticement
With that in mind
I desire to go away
get out straightaway
from the mad world
as it is seen bold
that be my look out
that be my wish throughout.
When you pay much attention
there would be no improvement
when you least show interest
there comes a new impetus
that not
be in the field of writing alone
found in areas of business too
so much more in relations far more
as they start turning to you
once you turn away from them.
No further Action
keeps me abreast
wondering what it is
is it an action taken
and then calling for no addition
a phrase highly precocious
with meaning many
giving out no clue
being in itself an enigma
perplexing the whole
with a configuration
not to the mark
propounding a confusion
proposing a not so relevant
giving not anything out
yet giving something
that takes us unaware
and puts us in a disposition
strange and depressing.
The thesis being of population
the limiting of growth of birth
a propaganda for family planning
including measures deep and private
educating people to control
the desire and urge with a condition
being delicate and awkward at times
where in the lands birth rate is high
there arises a compulsion for the government
involving a campaign for decrease in popilation
posting on every wall available on the road
releasing the advertisement of restriction
mostly on every nook and corner
broadcasting on radios on and off
televising on the shows quite regularly
the propaganda comes fast
directly to the living rooms
where aged, adults and children
converge to watch the programs entertaining 
thereby inducing an embarrassment
among the old and young in a way
who squirm and squiggle in discomfort
a detail needing a sensitive approach
being a dainty tackle to get organised.
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