Getting pushed in a rush
could lead to a crush
the crumble so specific
could be one of unique
where you lose the balance
miss your stand and dance
not being one of mirth and joy
rally one of a fall like a toy
legs get bruised being the minimal
your life being trampled in the terminal
that way the push and the rush go about
does they in the same way in and out
the emotions trap you down to the ebb
become a prey to them in the blurb
the relations do tag you to a certain stripe
unknowingly you enter the trap
love it or not you be on the alert
never allow to be pushed into the culvert.
Meenas Poems 