Meenas Poems
It was a terrible start.
As everything has fallen apart.
The scenario created a dart.
How to outsmart ?
The sequence is difficult to impart.
Should the horse go before the cart?
The mind is swirling in a dizzy thwart.
A numbed pain presses the heart.
Yonder, I see a beautiful person,
Getting near I rely on reason,
Beauty is not in the eye, I feel
It is found in the benign act,I seal.
The deceptive looks deduce a confound.
The sweet smile is actually range bound.
It is a treacherous facility that abounds
Forecasting a terrible tumble aground.
Never be carried away by outward show.
It would lead to a disastrous flow.
The hideous face hides itself in a profile low.
Waiting for a chance to strike a severe blow.
The blow does not injure the physical limbs.
It would strike deadly on the heart’s rims.
Extracting every sinew of the nerves to the brim.
Inducting a ghastly bloody wound plausibly grim.
Light heartedly, they go about in joyful excitement.
Revelling in the mirth of having struck the target vehement.
One day they would repent for their wicked ploy in indictment.
And endure a harsh curse and drastic swear all in a predicament
My heart sank to the deepest blue,
The day’s events pulled me down true,
A shot of quick anger rose in a flew,
A drop of tear rolled down in a groove,
The heart stopped in a slew,
I buried my head in a dejection all through.
A few minutes later I got up with vigour,
Brushed aside the tear in a rigour,
Sidelined the events to a meagre,
Abated the fuming resulting out of trigger,
Rose up with a stature even bigger,
Resolved to emerge victorious with a glitter.
It was a hard stare,
Seemed the eyes would fall off,
It was a wide gape,
Seemed the throat would jump off,
It was a violent sneeze,
Seemed as if the nose would rip off,
It was a rapid panting,
Seemed the breath would ebb off,
It was a severe palpitation,
Seemed the heart would pop off,
It was a terrible seizure,
Seemed the body would tear off,
It was a heavy swirling,
Seemed the mind would slip off,
It was a physical turmoil,
Wherein the mental got turned off.
So much so the clouds were gathering ,
So much so the sun was descending,
So much so the dusk was slowly setting,
So much so there was an eye tearing lightning,
Followed by a thunder deafening.
Many a heart jumped out in apprehension,
Many a voice got stifled with emotions,
Many an ear lost the power of attention,
Many a gadget was snapped of its connections,
Many a hut caught fire in the commotion,
As the thunder thundered in terrific motion.
LIttle do we pay heed to Nature’s fury,
Little do we respect Nature’s cosy,
Little do we acclaim Nature’s glory,
Little do we endorse Nature’s theory,
Little do we read Nature’s story,
Un mindful we carry on with our selfish booty.
Beyond the walls lies the other side
Mostly the pastures are green on the other side,
The numerical coins have two sides,
They do expose a head and a tail,
Man has a single face,
But he shows different countenance,
He smiles at one,
Scorns the other,
He looks up with admiration across,
Also turns away with contempt all over,
His eyes reveal kindness,
They emit evil too,
His face reflects the mind,
It also refracts the heart,
His heart sings,
It also cries,
His mind discerns,
It also swings,
The other side is gorgeous more so
When it depicts a liking,
It is disastrous most often
When it creates a dislike,
The other side in most attributes is constant,
Lo! the other side in man is variant.
So goes the Poet’s thought,
Exploring the thresholds of the human.
Meenas Poems 