Meenas PoemsThe age has withered her great
With deep-set eyes
and discoloured cheeks
she looks like an age-old fable
going by her instinct
she spreads radiance
as her self contains a lot of reference
that open out without any interruptions
she coming forth with her experiences
emphasizing on the good
passing lightly over the bad
she being a treasure-house
who makes life interesting
as she plays a 
role
that of a good angel all around
making people happy in the round.
She being concise in whatever she did
being precise and bearing 
no-nonsense attitude
things went on well as prescribed
while people showed their gratitude
as she went about rendering service great
helping others when in need and with great faith
her softness and less speech got misconstrued
people branding her as a person proud
calling her as one who walks with nose in air
the reward she gets for doing good to others
ends up in meaningless gibber and insensible gossip.
Unfettered by all these clauses and clasps
she passes on her service to those who require
that being her support to society in good faith
not thinking of the appreciation or admiration
which she would never get however true she might be.
A lady I know
fat and plump she grew
dark and ordinary she looked
but she was hooked
unknowingly in a young age
by a man not a sage
but who was filled with vices
being faithful in her otherwise in ties
she lived a life with him
bearing his children not dim
all the seven were brought up
she having inherited wealth topped up
by revenue from her father’s estate
lived a regal life with her husband
who was a tom boyish but grand
a play boy but had status
earned not a single cent
but extended a kindly bent
remaining hospitable all through life
she supporting him in all his strife
while he was down and fallen sick
she nursed him with the loveliest care quick
having lost him now at the ripe years
she is mostly confined to the chair with tears
counting her days to get away
having gone through the full circle in a sway.
A call in the early hours
came from a senior lady
not for anything serious
but for a help really
though not a very big obligation
nor an expensive deal rather
being a small purchase in supposition
that of a zari dhoti in grandeur
she still is overseeing meticulously
the husband’s need in detail
wanting to complete his wardrobe carefully
with this special buy in retail
loving to see him attired so finely
for the forthcoming festival
Diwali the one of lights mainly
expressing her love for him subtly.
The habit of hurting others
is her latest practice
To me it appears recent
but I feAr it is in her for long.
Talking with a pungency
telling things unnecessary
speaking about others in length
with whom I hold no relation
mainly to agitate me
has become her new style.
Ignoring her,I went past her
Not recognising her
but comes she with a smile
commenting on affairs I detest.
The next time she does so
have decided to tell straight to her face
run away from my sight and get lost.
Standing out from the crowd
very distinct from the rest
also looking highly distinguished
she is a lovely lady in form.
As dignity been a part of her
she does things with such care
writes with such flair
and speaks with words rare.
Admiring her from far
my heart goes out to her
acknowledging her poise
and appreciating her grace.
She being a lady of great skill
associated with greater will
she goes with motivational fill
rendering great services without bill.
Into the world of fame
there came in a flame
a lovely spirited dame
staking her claim
nothing to blame
an all things without shame
calling loud as if in a game
that she was the rightful heir
and none could take the share
without her acceptance fair
So saying she went on with her work
not bothered about other’s task.
The majestic get up fades with age
yet there is a trace of it left behind
which keeps the posture intact
As we get old our outlook takes a different note
Keeping the house intact
with the children getting in as they are born
and getting out once they grow
flying out with new-found wings
Then the husband takes the prime slot
calling her out for each and every other errand
treating the equally aging wife like an errand boy.
The wife runs hither and thither looking after him
and then gets tired of the running
reclining back to a relaxation.
Now with the issues both private and business holding her
wherein she could find time to take care of herself?
In the milieu she gains weight unknowingly
and her figure gets a little drenched out
stretched most by the child births
and more also by the stress and strain she undergoes.
Looking after herself takes a back seat
and she gets ahead still trying to maintain her poise.
Dignified she still is with a difference
as she has grown bulky with flesh deposits in prime areas
and hair greying around the temples with deep 
lines in her forehead
and a double chin a new status she has achieved
after years of slogging and working
which has went unnoticed and unhonoured.
Still with a discipline and decorum and what little majesty is left
she prolongs waiting for the call of eternity.
The lady of esteem
has a great a steam
She being dignified
and majestic in her looks
has a sharp screening eyes
and a lovely reasoning skill.
Speaks little with an understanding
Speaks truth without demanding
knowing well that truth is hard
Carrying herself elegantly
keeps t herself away from the crowd
Participating in occasions important
restraining from gathering unimportant
this being her way of life
right from the early years.
Hospitable she would be
in measured terms and outlook
not throwing extravagance
Spends she at reasonable levels
restraining from the irrational status.
This has been her schedule for long
right from her early years.
Family is prominent in her thought
Caring her husband and children
has been her stride always
She kept close to her sons in their formative age.
This has been her design for long
right from the early years,
Meantime she has lost many an opportunity
has forgotten many an interest
abandoned many a pursuit
But kept going with the family in its flow
fearing any distraction would halt the progress.
This has been her endearment for long
right from the early years
Losing herself in the milieu
she has gained a lot in the avenue
standing top of all the habitude
as a lady with a triumphant husband
and a mother with successful children
It is time for her to designate herself though late
and go about her life with her pursuits in the coming years.
With a long face
and anger in the eyes
pointing the fingers
pouting the lips
the lady started
her harangue
admonishing some
punishing a few
appreciating none
piling praises
on herself and herself alone.
Then she walked grandly
totally blind
to her faults
of respecting none
performing more than bad
in all her endeavours.
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