Meenas PoemsIt is a folly
a flaw unholy
saying it fully
he went solely
with none to a place holy
paid obeisance to God wholly
walked back slowly
with a spirit lowly
as time passes hastily
got estranged and lonely
crying with anger desperately
ending up invariably.
The wrong side of fifties is taking its toll,
Once a gentle walk is now a tottering fall
Once a strong determination is now a frailty,
Once a powerful memory is now a forgetful folly,
Once a force to reckon is now a powerless weakling,
Once a reservoir of ideas is now an empty lurking,
Once a cynosure of all eyes is now an eyesore,
Once an affable synergy is now a tough bore,
Years role out in spectacular speed,
Stealing the lovely charm indeed !
Meenas Poems 