Trying to walk
the child falters and falls
gets up again
Getting up again
it tries to walk and falters
falling once more.
Falling once more
it gets up and walks
falling no mo
re.
Categories
Tag: falter
Freaks are too many.
They look uncanny.
They speak high.
They work nigh.
Clean they call out.
They try to find out.
Seeing unclean spots
they create a shoot out.
Discipline they insist .
They enforce strict resist
Shortfalls they desist.
Raking a chaos all out.
Puritan they are.
They take everything too far.
Be it belief or attitude without bar.
They deal with an immediate mar.
Extending directions to the extreme
Seeking to churn out the cream,
they fumble and falter miserably in the stream.
Then coyly they hide their falls with a beam.
The birds twitter.
Their notes are not bitter.
The tune is a flatter.
The monkeys chatter.
Their talk does not matter.
The noise is an annoying banter.
Men act as if in a theatre.
Their behaviour is a conspiring falter.
Meenas Poems 