Meenas PoemsBeen in the farm
which was out of form
having layers in form
that have to be cleared from form
needing to establish the form
had to work in full form
without any let out in form
accomplished the redoing to fullest form
thus restoring the farm
back to its original form
then left the farm
with a satisfaction in absolute form
that of bringing back to form.
A clump of growth found in grounds damp
Densely grown on trees and plants in a clamp,
Covering the moist land and wet swamp,
With a greenish slippery stamp.
The moss is a dangerous species
A careless tread pronounces a falling series
Its spread is in an accelerated treatise,
Endangering the healthy growth in no ease.
It gobbles the nutrients in a startling speed
Making its parent body into a hideous bleed
It mulls the sprouts to a shoddy breed,
Confiscating a sickly lead.
Evil gathers quickly and violently like a moss,
Works up in swift succession against all toss,
Slamming good to a deadly cross,
Interpreting an irreparable severe loss .
Moss has to be nipped early
To ensure a protected site largely,
Evil has to be eschewed badly,
To enliven the society gracefully
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