“I do not have time “.quoth he
” I have to squeeze through” he adds
” I have to rush through everything” he fills up
I watch him with an amazement
running through all in a scuttle
no time to stand and admire.
Time flies in a speed for him
it moves moderately for me
he a millionaire all the way.
Never do you feel I am a pauper
I am richer than him by millions
I have time to stand and stare.
Stand and stare I at the rose
their petals unfold in flows
they shine with a glow.
Hear and listen I to the musical charm
the songs open up with a warmth
they resonate with no qualms.
Read and write I with a passion
look with pride at my creation
one day they would be a sensation.
I am worth a million more
count all my credits being four
see, hear, write and enjoy to the core.
Meenas Poems 