Meenas PoemsThe rain fell on the roof
causing a clatter.
The drops were so heavy
creating a shatter.
The rain poured through the roof
coming in a downpour.
The water seeped in
making a muddle
With water outside
and water inside
knew not what to do
Sat in the interior
with an umbrella over.
Spinning does life goes in speed
with lots of ups and downs
with bumps and falls
Falling down we get up
Falling flat we turn around
Falling over we get over.
so goes on life both in joy and melancholy
both in strife and stroke
both with promise and default
Up and Up it rises up one time.
Down and down it relapses another time
The spinning is not consistent
neither it is constant
Heaping up praise on one side
Targeting with mud-slinging on other side.
Spinning goes on with noise and clatter
bringing fortune and mishap
extending love and hate
bestowing grace and mercy
all the same in a width
and all the more in length
Spinning does the life end
with the curtains coming down.
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The mind spins in all directions
not knowing what to do
stood in a place with lot of distractions
unable to control the spinning
sat in a place away from action.
It did not find a resolution
but started going in circles
round and round it spins
making the head ache
and the body restless
not knowing what to do
lay down in the bed for a time
closing the eyes and thinking of nothing
Opening out the windows
the fresh air gushed in
relieving the ache
and relaxing the mind.
The mind then stopped spinning
and settled in peace
With spinning yarn did come spinning money
which had never been my home.
Money and I keep a distance
or to put it in more precise terms
Money stands always a few yards from me.
With what little I have I did live all these years
in perfect happiness and contentment
bringing up children and maintaining the life style in a way
balancing like a circus man waking over the rope.
Did I say that i balanced
nay I was made to tread on tight ropes
with meagre sanctions constituting little denominations.
I know not why I failed in making money
whereas I found success in all other attempts
Well, that be my deficiency not slight
but very impressive that makes me at times amused.
Bemused i spin yarn, tales but not money
which is the best of all the three
As the fox says grapes are sour
when it could not reach them
I come out with this thought
that money is not all that it looks.
and it cannot bring happiness.
It might sound a reconciliation to you
but it is a resurrection to me.
Had been in the trade of spinning yarn
manufacturing cotton yarn
from coarser counts to finer ones
for almost three decade
With the market not going steady
and with the outlook for conservative spinning
being not congenial for manufacturing yarn
shifted out to something viable
and with ample time in hand
started spinning tales
in a way they are also yarn
writing about that had happened and that
would happen in the future
with little frills and frescoes
falling into the rhyme schemes
certain times out of it
penning what I know
in a way I know
how people take to
I do not know
but I go on spinning
with a vow not to give up
at any time
whatever might be the outcome
that is all I know.
With the spontaneity getting distorted when put to efforts.
the flow gets muddled when subjected to strain
Including a message is in itself a great test.
Bringing the emotions into the rhyme scheme is a drain,
The lilting tone and a tilting voice give the poem a melody
that entices and enraptures one and all with a grand testimony.
Leave the poet to work on his own scale
allow him to spin his own tale
in a scheme suitable to his theme
as that isS the most interesting part of the scheme.SS
Shoving things into the shelves
putting unwanted ones in the attic
pushing the books back in the book shelves
doing all things in a speed frantic
as the guests would be arriving at any time
went to the kitchen to fetch a lime
squeezed it on the salad
then turned towards the living room
swept it with a big broom
dispelling the cob webs
rushed to browse the web
and checked the emails in a moment
dashed to the toilet to clean it
Having done went to the kitchen
warmed up the delicacies in the run
switched on the rice cooker
Heard the horn on the gate
Lo! having done everything
forgot to keep myself presentable.
Passing over the fears with great strength
getting over the years in positive growth
the time to get out of the busy schedule
has got into the terms with an include
accepting the age to retire from the routine
and settle in comfort and peace with a liking
while there exists a sense of achievement
and a thought of having served with an attachment
worked so long with diligence and sincerity
having been true to everyone in entity
the time to bid farewell has arrived
and 
the transition sets in silence.
As every thing has to come to an end
this period of life closes in style
opening a new chapter of rectitude and reticence.
The world is so large yet small
it has large potential yet not showcased.
With these in mind having been registered firmly
and with the university degree in hand
got into the world of opportunities
seeking an appropriate opening
Hoping to clinch a great deal
and knock on a huge salary
as I had an honours in possession
went through the hunt in excitement
The interviews went on in a positive note
giving me a thought that all would work out well.
As I got into various destinations
exhibiting different challenges
I presented myself with moderation
emphasising my skills in the areas concerned.
Offers came down the line one after another
posing a situation of deciding right
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Deliberate did I for certain reasons
considering the promotions and perks
as well as the job culture and satisfaction
hard to find such a job in the go
but had to decide on a career all the more.
Choose did I the most fascinating one
that called for expression and writing skill
as I feel out of all credits i own
writing is the best and most suitable for my temper
Opting for the writing job got into the world of earning
and from that day it is money that speaks though not the words.
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The life in the University was the culmination
All good things happened during that period
scoring high and ranked top among all
the life was really a bed of roses.
with fame and name to adorn
The university was a place of learning
much different from school
Relied on our references and research
The individuality developed in great strides
extending a self-esteem and reliance.
The wit and writing got sharpened
The mind took control over the heart
Wisdom overwhelmed emotions.
releasing a great insight and understanding
where playfulness gave way to seriousness.
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Life in the University was not one of stress
It was the best of all the learning
A creative mind does extremely good in this phase
with lot of study aids in hand and in the library
acquiring knowledge as and when we study for a degree.
Being the wonderful phase in life
this life came to a close in a few years
leaving me in the world of strife
coping up with the nuances with ease and delight.
A life that makes one to wonder and remain awestruck
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