Meenas Poems
The head started to ache.
The pressure was on all sides.
It was a horrible take.
Everything went against the tides.
The exertion was unbearable to take.
There was none to guide.
The living was only for sake.
It was difficult to ride.
Would the pressure turn out to be a break?
Would it work out to be a long abide?
Nothing seem to be conducive in the track.
All looks incredibly black.
A pressure exists day in and day out.
Reflecting a seizure all the way out
Resembling a torture all about.
Indicting a strain on the whole.
Negotiating with pressure is exasperating.
Working under pressure is devastating.
Coping with it is a masterly scheduling.
Winning over is a prudent dealing.
Pressure keeps mounting all through.
Dashing the hopes of victory in a ruse.
Driving to a madness in a strain true.
Subscribing to a trial right over.
Never entertain pressure is the common cry.
Learn to live in ease is a voted try.
Accept the eventuality with a gentle sigh.
Well this design is a significant buy.
The skies open out to the sea,
The ocean turns out to the shore,
The land climbs up to the mounts,
The hillocks clamber to the skies,
The tall Tower Eye stands alone,
Massive structures run around,
Marble pillars hold high the domes,
Displaying a concept of high and low.
Up ,up goes the tower in a terrible high,
The Sydney Bridge across hold our eye,
The Opera House concert flows into the ears,
Activities around Darling Harbour catch the nerves.
The mighty Ocean flows unperturbed,
Men move about in a mangled queue,
Vehicles ply about in an orderly slow,
The trains go about duty bound.
Boats sail over the water,
Ferries transport men and matter,
Ships stream over the deep waters,
Planes conquer the skies.
It is business all through,
Starting from penny to dollars,
A transaction performed all through,
Confirming a task of a meritorious skill.
Meenas Poems 