Meenas PoemsForever I see the goal
forever I do not reach it
forever I try to grasp it.
forever I miss the goal.
Elusive is the goal
unreachable it is
unattainable it is
unachievable is the goal.
I gaze at the goal
deliberate to catch it
not once but many a time
never able to reach the goal.
Setting a target as a goal
a trial
is to attain
relax the target a little
easy to reach the goal
An achievement in a sense
goes normally with a dense
thoughts crowd the mind
hopes to reach a new find.
The search for the goal
inducts an ardent role
man wishes to climb higher
aiming to become topper
The clasp of the target
be in a firm bracket
a factor to be activated
to ensue a facilitate.
The attainment is divine
leads to an enshrine
then comes the contentment
unravels an enlightenment.
A confluence of a kind
be it a lively bind
needs a courtesy at the base
that of an understanding in the trace
where there should be participation full
not circumscribed to the distinctive pull
those of the few who have a say
take the reins in an easy play
a sort of dictatorial evidence on the move
an interaction of the anointed with the prove
the rest look like a subordinate sect
a few families repeatedly conduct with a tact
a sort of elimination done subtle
a hurt inflicted on the target focused
yet a clever silence is maintained
a deceive done with an aim preordained,
An idiom that has gained popularity
with the ongoing search in its intensity
where to find the disappeared material
how to find in such a large compass in trial.
The hay stack being huge and piled up
hiding a needle so thin and small in a prop
finding it out by the one who concealed it
would prove to be a strain albeit.
The idiom craves for a rightful recognition
as one that goes well with its connotation
Supporting it to be a rightful assumption
proposing a conferment of relevance without any presumption.
The sharp indication and the resultant information
that nothing would come out of any investigation
that not be focused and pointed straight at the target
would be a round about way exercising a forget.
Being a great challenge
that of resolving all the issues
be that of one very simple
extending to the other being complicated
it is an uphill task so as to say
with people at the helm being stupid
not able to realise the gravity of the scene
taking everything in a lighter vein
not sitting their mind on the points
but spending time on peripherals
leaving the main target to the hollow
staring at the ancillary in a full strategy
making the rest feel chilled and indignant
thus side tracking the whole show
that be their motto all through
that has been their motivation in and out
a driving force need to be shot
that would bring them to terms
Oh! when would such travails cease ?
Ireally do not know as I stand in despair
watching the sun set in the west.
Meenas Poems 