Meenas PoemsA beautiful idiom
that infers no tedium
but a wholehearted fulfillment
going ahead with a movement.
Down the line of all things
ends up with successive links
causing no uncomfortable blinks
but a required think.
Being a common phrase
in the spoken phase
down the line is the base
of all features
in the case.
The line of royalty is amazing.
strictly to get into it
proves to be a maze
difficult to unfold.
The direct lineage
from father to son
gives an easy approach
but when there involves a break
the link gets a twist and a take
going back to the forefathers
tracing the descendants down the line
rendering an exercise of a follow-up
of the heir apparent to the throne
through the second stream
and then on to the third one,
while the next in line is found
the second has to be looked through.
The line goes back to great.great
great and great fathers exploring in a drive
the importance of the line in a live.
Reading line by line
could not get the line
re read it again
still not able to get it fine
Started it all over
going line by line with a fervour
doing it all the more
with patience to the core.
Did get the meaning in a task
as each line came out of the dark
one by one emerging like a lark
finally spurted out like a shark.
With that got the beauty of the text
did not go into
the next
as this sufficed as the best
leaving the mind to rest.
Lining up the crowd moved in snail’s space.
The line grew in length and chase.
As the time passed on there was a trace
with people getting restless in their gaze
and their anger was visible in the face.
To dismay there was no move forward
as there was no clearance in the boulevard
so the situation turned awkward
leading to an unexpected tussle inward.
The morn turned to dusk as the need.
The stagnancy lingered without any lead.
Pulling the shutters paying no heed
the authorities walked out in speed
The gathering had to disperse in
deed!
Raining is good
if it falls on time
extending a prosperity.
Raining turns bad
if it is not timely
releasing a disturbance
.
Raining becomes violent
if it is in excess
bringing a desolation.
With rains light
come a spright.
With rains heavy
come the levy.
With rains scarce
come a sparse.
With rains plenty
come in prosperity.
So as the magnitudes vary
there arise a quandary
as some complicate
others reiterate
The rains do hold
a relativity in ties.
Rains do play havoc
The one which is so sweet
turns unpleasant
That is true in all things
with rains bestowing prosperity
and destroying extensively
bringing misfortune
and loss of life
all in one go
while thrashing heavily.
Rains fall
with force
drenching the areas
flooding the rivers
gets into the houses
pulls along with it
men and things
irrespective of their status
It happens in a flash
and the thrash
devours the whole
in a gulp sole
leaving everyone aghast
and everything ghastly.
The land looks refreshed as if it had a bath
fresh and cheerful daintily dressed in spic and span
The trees looked green cleared from the dust.
The flowers shine bright with the rain drops twinkling bright.
The land mass lay carefully pressed with the moisture
lent extensively by the copious rains releasing a texture.
The farmlands show a fecundity and lustre
With prosperity all around
the land and people go
around
making merry and love.
With little rains
the land goes dry
parched and desert like
the rivers look haggard
people going in for water
walking all the way
from one end to other
sometimes long distances
with a pot on the head and another on the hip.
The animals suffer and death occur
spoiling the fauna.
The birds migrate to regions
where there is water
What a deviation unpleasant!
making life miserable
as water sustains the world entire.
With the rains pouring all over
seeing it falling is a pleasure moreover.
The droplets fall sharply on the ground
piercing through to the deep ground.
replenishing the soil with a wetness
giving it a fertility with a coolness
Flowing through the area in dearth
and getting suck by the earth
the rain disappears as it comes.
Yet the gleam it delivers
in a pleasant move is miraculous.
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