Meenas PoemsIt is been a day of travel
road and air in all
hours together nonstop
a climb and a get down on top
an embark and a disembark
all in a day’s arc
a trial happens all through
once in a month being a due
cannot avoid being a place of business
well, it has become a routine in a sense
need I to undertake to keep my pot boil
have to put an extra efforts of toil
that being the turn of events in the years recent
I ply up and down to live in a way decent.
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I fly up
soar do I
with a speed
not even sound
could overcome
I gather strength
gain I momentum
up I go
piercing through
like a wind
gently pass
rather merge
into eternity.
The best disguise
is one of stealthy guise
with so many tries
I ended up as a fly.
Why did I choose a fly?
I wanted to lie
wished to be sly
so choose a fly.
A fly is here
it would be there
could be anywhere
as well as everywhere.
It is easy to be like that
I thought so in fact
how hard it turns in stat
is an experience in flat.
I became a fly for a moment
sat in a place as if in a torment
flies do not sit in a place permanent
unfortunately, I sat there adamant.
Knowing, not my disguise for a second
a child walked over me in a trend
ouch, I cried in pain with a bend
I got hurt beyond a mend.
That is the end of my disguise so soon
for not a child I would have been doomed
conceal does not come easily to me as I thought
came to know later it could be bought.
When I heard the idiom
butterflies in the stomach
I could not feel the tedium
the expression gets stuck
as I note butterflies are beautiful
they fly all around with joy
suck the nectar full
could diagnose nothing coy
wonder why this idiom came into being
which spells out fear and apprehension
butterflies are lively beings
cause a lot of entertaining distractions
feel the tiny creatures are wrongly associated
with nervousness and uneasiness in a displease
well, this is my personal opinion not well designated
I could visualize you suppress a smile in a tease.
The plane flies
falls into the deep ocean
the bodies float.
A marathon it was
travel so tedious as all that
a night on the other end
a morning in the mid way
dusk finds you at the farthest side
a real twenty-four hours so quick
a full turn around the world
never could you believe
have to wind the watch
not once but thrice
saw the dark stillness twice
all in a day it happened
being a fly back home.
My papers fly
towards the sky
could not stop them by
see them with sigh
Oh! my papers I cry
they are precious I vie
Lo! they have flown away
not able to retrieve them any way
those gone are gone anyway
seek to record again 
is the only way.
There be too much activity
that of flights coming up and down
people moving out very quick
while now airports seem to be crowded more
the bus stations look worn out
and the trains puffing into
seem to wear out
with people on the jump for quick means
the planes flying over the air
facing no traffic interruptions
going through no signals
no speed breakers and humps
but through the plain sky
fast and speedy in a stretch
piercing th white lazy clouds
flying at heights great
with none to patrol you
the hourly flights have gained momentum
with the fare being arranged with the season
also with the much time ahead booking
there goes a cheap to and fro flight charges
making everyone fly with a happiness
espying a great deal of socialism there
which the great socialists of our times
would never have thought or dreamt of .
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Flying up and down
flying from here to there
has been the habit of birds
they not being in one place
not walking for a few seconds
taking off in few minutes
has been their way all through
thinking why the do?
Ispent a few good hours deliberating
finally came with a reference
they feeling insecure
fearing some harm would come to them
either by men or animals
they not stick to one position
as they trot and walk
then rise up followed by a downward move
expressing their apprehension
in a way as not getting fixed to one status
they do fly on and off
Can the same be ascribed to people too ?
who not take a firm decision anytime
going back on their words
hitting the same post once again
Well, that might be plausible too.
There was a shout
be that of anything out
that be of nothing stout
but being of a great win out.
The noise rose high
perhaps it went up the sky
hastening the birds to fly
as they felt shy.
The sound was so deep
made everyone leap
they jumped very steep
tears coming out in a weep.
The crowd getting jittery
they started behaving quirky
there arose a tension jerky
creating a chaos and turning murky.
The win was a fabulous one
with an impressive run
where one could see a lot of fun
ending up with friendly shots from the gun.
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