Meenas Poems

The Poor Getting Poorer.

I saw a child
lying in the pavement
sucking his thumbs
with unkempt hair
and gaunt eyes
sulking in the sun.

The parents were squatting
beside the poor child
engaged in wordy duels
also looking very thin
the father disoriented
the mother bearing another child.

The child goes without nutrition
and the one to come would have to
face the same state going with nothing
Wherein lies the fault ? i deliberate.
How could such children be taken care off.?
When would the poor become comfortable?

Tags disoriented, gaunt, nutrition, pavement, Poem

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Marathon – Haiku

A great marathon
where the participants ran spirited
respecting the ideals

Tags marathon, Poem, spirit. ideals.

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Vulnerable She Is

Vulnerable she is to tempers.
A quick hit enrages her
A sharp remark ignites her..

She throws things out
once she dislikes the way
they are brought in.

Lies straight to the face
make her jump and prowl
forcing a distance.

Acts to pretend
as good souls
cause a vehemence.

Taking off things
illegitimately and in stealth
infuriates her

Wherever she goes
she sits in a place offered
not a wee beyond she moves.

Whatever they give
she accepts with a smile
demanding nothing more.

Expecting the same
she gets disappointed
as none do likewise.

Knowing her vulnerability
the kith manipulate
forecasting a celebration
.
SheI remains unfolded.
She cannot fold
to pranks and truancy.

Tags lies, Poem, temper, vulnerable

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Governance.

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 2, 2013
1 Comment on Governance.

Governance today in whichever country it may
is a fad , a farce and ignominy in play
while the governors are taken by the say
the people are overcome in a way
so the governing and the governed
get past not crossing each other in the gateway
thus the nation succumbs to the ruins in a day
calling for intrusions by other countries in hay
the intruder supporting the opponent in the bay
giving him weapons, man power and money in a tray
making the nation to crumble and suffer without being gay
while the intruder makes good in the slay
ending up in war and turmoil in a flay.

Tags country, Governance, intruder., Poem

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Festival In Perak

A festival was going on
in a small town for a week .
The gaiety and crowd merged
with one another seamlessly
releasing mirth in celebrations easily.

The point of attention lies elsewhere
so far so good about week-long festivities
but the make shift shops around the area
expose a health risk damaging the civic sensitivities
. and cause a trouble to the locals around the arena.

The revenue from the shops are remarkable
which is enough to close the eyes of the officials
The annual festival gives a rich label
of three to four hundred thousands in potential
empowering a bonanza of funds stable.

The hazard it creates goes beyond bounds
as the surroundings get contaminated
and the noise they make by playing music is a hound
quite deafening and the peace around gets terminated
making living terrible and the mind unsound.

Tags Festival, hazards, Poem, revenue, shops

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Dimensions.-Haiku.

Pulling a long face
she took a stroll around
seeing squarely.

Tags Haiku, shapes.feelings.

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The Value Of Money

Her face was dark and sullen.
She looked sad and fallen
Her eyes were moist laden

Refrained from asking anything
I observed her keenly to the ping
unable to get the slightest tinge.

She looked up with a confirmation.
Wiping back her tears in determination
picked her hand bag with a resolution.

Took out a bundle of notes in hurry
Threw them on the opponent’s face in a flurry.
Walked away with head held high greatly happy.

Well, watching the drama in silence
I was not able to make out the inference.
Does money hold a reverence or irreverence?

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Unsworn

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 2, 2013
1 Comment on Unsworn

With a sun’s smile
and the rains frown
the day dawns

The sun picks up
the rain loses
the day advances.

The sun at top
the rain not seen
the day turns noon.

The sun retreats
the clouds gather
the evening sets in.

The sun sinks
the clouds get dark
rains come.

It is the rain’s play
lashing and falling
in down pour.

Such are the vagaries
of nature and life
unpredictable and unsworn.

Tags Nature, Poem, Rain, Sun, vagaries.

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Penalties

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 1, 2013
1 Comment on Penalties

Dressing up fast
got into the car
raced ahead past
the signal and sped.

Going in speed
paid no attention
to the traffic
got caught for over speed.

The police
stopped the car
fined me heavy
say 100 dollars.

Cursing my fate
yet not slowing
drove fast
in irrelevant speed.

The camera
above the bridge
captured a picture
sealing me again.

Knowing now
I would be fined heavier
slowed down a little
to the prescribed limit.

But for the fine
I would have sped again
toppling many on the way
finally ending up broken.

Penalties ae there
to caution the rash
if not the world
would become a trash.

Tags danger, hurry, Poem, Speed

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Perpetuation— A Poetic Speech.

Post author By meenas17
Post date May 1, 2013
1 Comment on Perpetuation— A Poetic Speech.

passing on of a mother’s etiquette
goes through the daughter
She who carries out her mother’s
values through her activities
behaviour and ethical transmissions
Keeping the house in order
is a technique handed gracefully
by the mother to the daughter
The discipline and decorum that which
distinguishes each one inadvertently
gets down to the daughter unobtrusively
as if like a distillation in process.
The speech and modulations might differ
but mostly tag with the mother’s
The interaction and gait are very much similar
though with a little individualistic colour.
The perpetuation gets arrested once the mother
goes without a daughter and has only sons.
Sons do maintain the order but their nest
merges with their wives idiosyncrasies
making it more inclined to his in-laws.
Many traditional upkeep have been perpetuated
through the generations by the female descendants.
So, as the saying goes the wealth goes to the sons
and the values stick to the daughters.