Meenas PoemsCrying before one feels the pain 
swallowing pills before one falls ill
eating food thinking another might eat it
going to court before any violation,
holding the money of another feeling he owes you
are all prevention and preemption one might argue
but are real treason in the real intrigue.
My little child
a forerunner in meeting appointments
i
s time-keeper
Every three hours
he cries with such sound
making all mad.
Louder he screams
the hungrier he seems to be
gulping the milk.
Hurriedly he drinks
getting choked in the attempt
an impatient child.
Smiles thence after
with sparkle in the eyes
looking very cute.
It is hunger
for both knowledge and food
signals a craving.
The babe was crying.
while the mother was sleeping.
Hearing the baby’s cry
the mother opened her eyes.
Rocked the cradle few times
to make the little one sleep in time.
The baby continued crying.
The mother unknowing
at the moment what to do
resorted to feeding in a go.
The lady of the next house
came in swift toes.
Looking at the baby close
she found a small ant in force
biting the baby under the nose.
Smiling she caught the ant red
and put the baby in the bed.
It is a beautiful May morning,
The grasshoppers are busy flying ,
The butterflies are buzz buzzing,
The birds are sweetly singing,
Depicting a scene most relaxing,
It is then the Sun comes out of the sky.
It is a beautiful May morning,
The baby is crying,
The elder boy is crazily drifting,
The Lady is attentively cooking,
Expressing a mood most exasperating
It is then the Sun came out from the sky.
It is a beautiful May morning,
The street is actively bustling,
Cars are incessantly plying,
People are hurrying,
Enacting a plight most ruminating,
It is then the Sun comes out from the sky.
It is a beautiful May morning,
It is a mood most relaxing,
The morning scenario is galvanizing
The routine activities are thronging,
Presenting the most plausible enthralling,
It is then the Sun comes out of the sky.
It is a beautiful may morning,
The dawn is amazing,
Punctuated by the episodes enticing,
Referred by the instances appealing,
Graduated by regular happenings,
It is then the Sun comes out of the sky.
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