Meenas PoemsRetrospection is a way to see life in reverse
what had passed be it fruitful or adverse
could have fared better in a diverse
the thought stems up in an inverse.
Turn back and see through the past
what has been crossed in a cast
show you the ups and downs in a graph
learn through the curves without a laugh.
Turn front and go ahead in a march
careful not to step into the marsh
tread cautiously through the course
be sure not to be lead by any farce.
Winter becomes hot
Calamities of nature reverse trends
Summer turns cold
Gamble is a game
not of fun primarily
but specifically a play
for money exactly
while playing cards
and while dealing with stocks
where there is a need
for wit and alert
where there is a necessity
for moves and designs
where there is a requirement
for reverse and forward
where there is an initiative
for a quick change
where there is an instigation
for a quicker shuffle.
Gamble would lead to a fumble
if transacted improper
leading to a tremble
ending up in a crumble.
A monkey was hopping around,
It was playing in and around,
Jumped on the telephone line,
Lo! down fell the line.
Two others were up to hide and seek,
One hid under the roof in meek,
The other landed crashing on the top,
L0!The roof fell in a flop.
A little one entered the garden,
Pulled the plants in a style modern,
Out came the roots and stems,
Lo!The garden was damned.
The monkey family was into the house,
Leaving the main family to browse,
How to chase them out en mass?
Lo! the thought kept them engrossed.
Before they could disperse,
The entire household was in reverse,
How to resume it to original?
Oh! it would consume hours terminal!
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