Meenas PoemsSlowly I discover
what is under the cover
Slowly I unravel
what is in the travel?
Slowly I unfurl
what is behind a curl?
Slowly I undertake
what is on the take?
Slowly I deliver
what is beneath the lever?
Slowly I square up
what is between the steps?
Slowly I go
along with the flow.
slowly I would pass
totally into an impasse.
Forgetfulness has become my way.
I do everything with ease and control
compile the specifications in detail
arrange them in order with precision
ready be they for presentation
at the moment of delivery
likely I forget the core all the more
walk on to the dais with dignity
rummage through to find the documents
not to find them tin the file
go with an extempore address
all from the memory that resumes work
finally end up with an applause
what did I do ? i not remember
once again forgetfulness sets in.
Meenas Poems 