Meenas PoemsHe came
He conquered
He returned .
A story short
long one abridged
a three line one
of a three-year struggle
presented so well
as if it happened
quick as a wink
all in a speed
the close and a shut
of the eyelids
a portrayal so nice
could you believe?
nay, I do not.
The shoe flower or hibiscus
has shades of colours
red being the usual one
pink, yellow, white and others
abound in their beauty all the more
with the red growing almost everywhere
with a fecundity in all strength
the twos and fives and even tens
seen in every plant as of all
give a colourful variance to the eyes
as they blossom with a charm
bright and lovely they appear
the beauty being they last a day
the next day droop and fall
enunciate the transitoriness of life
the shoe flower does that with an emphasis
a quickened flowering and shortened life.
Long do I see
Long do I hear.
Long do I think.
Long do I live.
Long be it long
as I go about in long
with nothing in belong
that be the lonely song
of everyone from times long
who take nothing along
laid to rest away from throng
that be the way but not wrong
as we understand in long.
A girl in her teens
goes by her fashion
that of wearing everything short
glamorous she looks
with a beautiful face and blonde hair
her skin being so silky with no blemish
and her features looking sharp
she goes about with much fanfare
trying to attract all
that does not look decent
as it is typical of a stylish snob
let her be moderate in dress
with a dignified look and grace
she would win more hearts all along
than being so vanity personified.
Rain falling all around the place
but not on the very specified spot
made one wonder and gaze
as that area was unusually hot
being out of focus in a phase
falling well behind in a shot
with the rainfall in a maze
and the area getting deficit rain in short
that being no other than my place
which is called Madurai the city of ancient lot.
He being curt
gave answers in mono syllable
yes and no.
He became unpopular
as he lost touch with people.
Yes or no.
He smiles silly.
Looks empty-headed really.
Makes gestures funny.
Has a voice grumpy.
He is short.
Appears like a snort.
Tempers are at times hot.
He stands out from the lot.
He by himself is a comedy.
Respected not by anybody.
Tries to attract everybody.
Lo! he fails miserably.
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