Meenas Poems
One comes after another
if all comes together
it would be rather
a stuck up in the corner
happens sometimes not ever
besieged by issues altogether
unexpected and sudden rather
before resolving the first one for sure
comes the other in a speed in a refer
involving into the new one a little slower
barges in the third one seeking shelter
tackled carefully one after another
know not how I came out without a shiver
still the hurt lingers within whatsoever.
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t is but another one
nothing special about that one
as the case might be in an one
be it a marriage or a birthday
or be it a dinner or tea on that day
it is like but another one
It is another one in a tone
a replica of the previous one
no matter who is the host
not that who proposes the toast
could be grand or simple in a way
the end is the same on all events.
That be the call of everyone
a celebration is but one
where the flashy and modesty crosses
where the excess and moderate intercepts
a show of wealth is not the essence.
That be the take of all in a bound
as it is imperative and sound
an introspection would reveal at length
the validity of humility and its strength
anyway it is nothing but another one.
I be not excited
says he
I be not thrilled
says she
they be not interested
I say
having been through all the days
one be not with the other
the other be always against the one
there be no understanding
just a fight in between
that makes one tired
and the other bored
so they find no excitement
nor any adventure
as they see only con
troversy
leading to nothing
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