Meenas PoemsI am a witness
as if in oneness
I sit in quietness
just a mere witness.
I am a spectator
as if in an incubator
I watch from a perambulator
just a silent spectator.
Why am I so?
I do not know
as I notice in a row
derelictions in a flow.
If all be like me
nothing would there be
all would flee
inaction causes no glee.
Let the rest of you
leaving me out of view
rise up and speak out the due
destroy the evil in true
A poet needs to be an observer
never a participant he be
taking the role of a spectator
lends him material to quote
plenty and intrinsic be his content
assuming the role of a go between
makes him lose his identity
choosing to be a mediocre
having shallow and superficial ideas to talk.
This being the simple principle that lies ahead
the poet ought to be in a position secluded
Well, that has been the status of every poet
be he grand and celebrated
or he be modest and not 
well-known.
Poetry claims fame and posterity
being a symbol of great value
with greater minds to read through
and greatest intellects to revel on it.
Had she be born in a different state.
Had not she been born in her community.
Had she been like her five siblings.
Had not she been soft by nature.
Had she been wedded into a reputed family.
Had not she been forced to come out of it by virtue.
Had she been a little authoritative and demanding.
Had not she been languishing in fear and trial.
Had she been firm and vociferous.
Had not she been accommodative and demur.
Had she been independent and strong.
Had not she been too much docile and friendly.
Had she been an active performer..
Had not she been a silent spectator.
Had she been decided on realising her ambition.
Had not she been too involved in raising her children.
Had she been successful in winning her share.
Had not she been crest fallen to have lost her rights
Had she been a hard nut to crack.
Had not she been flexible to the other’s call.
Had she been serious of her pursuits.
Had not she been thinking of her disputes .
She would have become a writer of standing.
She could have clinched many an award of fame.
It is had she been and had not she been in a Hamletian trace.
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Insignificant I want to be,
Unknown I like to be,
My lineage matters not,
My way of life is a sort,
Educated to meet my requirements,
Though had a spectacular ranking averment,
I grew up to be a silent spectator,
As my share was gobbled by an impersonator,
I prefer to be away from all,
Always in time for a call,
I like to remain calm,
Though still in form,
I do not talk about others ,
But get antagonized if talked by others,
I am dubbed as being proud,
As I never once bowed,
I am very strong in mind,
Equally sound in kind,
Want to know who am I?
Nay not ,
I maintain anonymity.
Meenas Poems 