Meenas Poems
It was a cough
that was tough
made me uneasy
I felt dizzy
my eyes turned red
I stood baffled instead
how am I to get rid of it?
know not what to do in a bit
I almost broke down
instead of sobs cough came on
Oh! see my plight
it is not light.
A fortnight it is since
satisfied with a rinse
confined to bed all through
coughed with all might in true
temperature high throughout
could do nothing in real
lay there with eyes on the tile
a horrible fortnight in all
have scathed through the great fall.
If it recurs once again
know not how to deign
the suffering is one of hardest
has kept me from all at the farthest
could be termed as a battle
made me toss in bed with a prattle
talked disoriented in delirium
lost the coveted equilibrium
a nightmare now gone.
There was a huff and a puff,
There was a loud jarring cough,
There was a heavy sneeze,
A smoke was seen through the trees.
The fire was ignited to burn rubbish,
It lay all around in big heaps,
The fumes butted out in a fleece,
It spoilt the environment’s peace.
It choked the young and old alike,
The lungs had to perform a strike,
Working with wheezing and halted breath,
Struggling amidst the spasmodic hearth.
People go about their own way,
Spoiling the habitation in a quick sway,
Inflicting the population with a deal,
Far more criminal than steal.
The air around gets choked,
The voice of most becomes hoarse,
Many cough violently.
A metallic sound emanates –boo,boo.
Fumes rise up from far,
The eyes turn blood-red,
Tears flow down in a dizzy.
A sobbing sound gets in – hiss,hiss,
Vehicles produce carbon emissions,
Choking man and nature together,
Implicating a catastrophe deliberately.
A chaotic commotion wakes up – ugh , ugh
Cigar smoking emit carcinogenic tobacco
The lungs become weak,
Short of breath triggers fatality.
A silence is remarkably felt.
Who makes all these?
The powerful man makes them all,
To aid him in his ventures plausibly,
A voiceless, cheerless , breathless, dead 
man emerges.
The mercury is rising high day by day,
Humidity sets in with great sigh,
Alas!air cons and fans struggle to cool the sphere,
Brought in by torrid warmth all through the rear.
Perspiration kindles a discomfort in bounds,
The body gets sweltered by the fiery hounds,
An unusual breathing stifles the heart,
As the phlegm in the lungs strikes an onslaught.
The persistent cough comes in quick succession,
With a bow-wow bronchitis eruptions,
The phlegm rolls up the throat like a ball
Knocking at the respiratory track in frequent calls.
The congestion strikes the vocal cord harshly,
The incessant cough nettles the laryngitis deeply,
A reddish tinge and an excruciating pain emanates,
As the patient is in a terrible turmoil stagnates
Meenas Poems 