Meenas PoemsLong it seems to be
the days and nights go with it
the heaves and sighs combine with it
so do the laughter and smile intertwine.
Long it seems to be
the years and age go with it
the wrinkles and grey hair conjoin with it
so do the wisdom and experience interlock.
Long it seems to be
the ideas and ideals go with it
the thoughts and dreams relate with it
so do the focus and execution intermingle.
Talk he not relevant
speaks he not truth
curses all the more
swears all the most
foul-mouthed he is
spreads scandals on the go
spills out slanders on the move.
He has lived long so
not bothered about other’s hurt
dwells with pride at his skill
he is an entertainer at first
then comes his second deal
it is sarcasm to the core
a pointed attack severe.
Such men do live
a parasite like entity
glorified by their tongue
relished by the evil
yet they prosper
a life based on others sweat
a creature to be condemned
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