Girija Menon Poems

This account begins at birth
Credits in abundance to unearth
A clean slate and lovely heart
Child arrives on this earth
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Once born death is apparent
A fact of life – it sure is not permanent
A journey to travel for one and all
Few live long, others get an early call
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Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of them all?
Snow-white got lucky with an answer
For the others, it’s a question worth a ponder
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Spread love, never hatred
As a child – advices from the learned
Today, no more applicable
AIDS - all being vulnerable
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Mid week – A Wednesday- a bit bleak
Monday, Tuesday– most hectic days of the week
Wednesday breaks up this routine streak
Perfect time for friends to meet
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Nine months in the womb
although it is a temporary home
Secure in this sphere
A bit scared to be out of here
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Four friends in a convent
ten years together they spent
Their friendship blossomed bringing them closer
with a promise to always stick by each other
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Just a SPECK today, housed in a dome
I am told it's called a womb
Still not ready and yet to take form
To enter this world as is the norm
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A hot a sultry day it was,
Tired and exhausted here I was,
Standing on the shore across,
A gentle stroke of wind (Zephyr) takes a bypass.
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Drive to work – familiar road
Five days a week - the usual route
Today is different dude
A sight leaves me mute
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