Meenas Poems
The books are opened and closed
know not for what and why it happens
could it be an attempt forced
as that of a boy made to do so
reluctant he is to open
feels better sooner he shuts.
Could it be an accounts book?
The partners are wary to open
with the accounting all crook
eager to hide and shut
many more possibilities could be there
these are but a few that come to mind
being possible chances all so ever.
With the trees and plants around
I have never felt alone
To me televisions hold no interest
it is the nature that lies around
with all its bounties and beauty
that make my days pass without monotony.
Like to stay at home in their company
with books and periodicals in hand
all through weeks and months.
The rustling of wind enamours me.
The sound of thunder arouses me.
The lightning captivates me.
The rains bring an exuberance and joy
while the falling of leaves wake me up
specially that of the fronds of coconut trees.
the dangling of roses in the garden
solicit me to them every other hour
The chirping of birds take me to a world
where cawing and tweeting present a symphony.
With the books as companions the day passes
going by 
intermittent phone calls and cups of tea
with lunch and dinner simple and healthy
keep me engaged all through
and the time passes without venturing out
The hunger strikes
that of food and drink
appeased in time.
The hunger calls
that of books and knowledge
wanting many more.
Hunger gets over
but 
sticks on all time
depending on context.
Love takes everyone by its passion.
Talking about love is a fashion
as love is a theme of fusion
where two beings get together without reason.
The physical love is extraneous
focusing on the sensuous
pitching on the amorous
prolonging on the romance arduous.
Writings on love get famous
as they are most populous
presenting a subject glamorous
enjoyed by young and old as delicious.
Love is circumscribed thus
into a narrow fold of buzz
where man and woman do guess
speaking out sweet nothings in a dialect less.
Love extends beyond the body
as it stretches towards things more hardy
like that of affection, interest, patriotism in brands handy
It has no boundaries as it sets itself on aspects trendy
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