As duties get over,
so responsibilities fall over.
so events fall over.
We walk over,
with a fulfillment all over.
As freedom sets in,
peace enters in.
As it is an achievement all the way,
pride finds its way.
We go ahead
with a tranquillity instead.
The rotation completes in a swing,
leaving a lively brim.
The cycle closes with a high note,
listing an admirable dote.
We end up almost
with an enlightenment at the most.
Meenas Poems 