Meenas Poems
Gone with a wind
no remnants of any 
kind
to hold us in bind
as they are well behind.
No trace of them whatsoever
forgotten forever
think of them never
then you become clever.
Flown by the storm
they are without a form.
lie in the infinity calm
inflict no harm.
Past is very far away
no remorse be in the way.
go ahead in gay
that be the path always.
There was a woman
not been known much
lived in oblivion
died so in the dark
bore the suffering
tolerated the humiliation
breathed her last seven decades ago
comes from nowhere
almost like a volcano
grandchildren cry with love
attribute her qualities with pride
stand I bewildered in shock
the mind prods and feels stuck
anything gone amiss ?
anywhere to anyone.
Men do remember
not in times of prosperity
only in periods of distress
they recall the bygones
more so their ancestors
This way my curiosity wo
nders
Well, I know not why
am I the only one to think so
then let me be the odd one out
What you said is bad ! Says the man
Your ways are always bad adds the man.
You have entrapped the family shouts the man.
It has been so all these years screams the man.
It is my fate to listen to such invalid talks thinks the woman
It is the reward I get for my sacrifice bemoans the woman.
It is a thankless job admits the woman.
“I have to pull along against odds “sobs the woman
She has been hearing all these for years together.
She has endured it for the sake of her children altogether.
She breaks down hopelessly when she hears the same from one of them rather.
True! Women are faceless slaves in a way I gather.
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