Listened to a proposal.
It was a fantastic disposal.
It had all plus approvals.
It looked glamorously beautiful .
The proposer builds castles in air.
He is known for his empty care.
He practises nothing rare.
He is a preacher unfair.
He plants stories false.
He does that with ease.
His mind is crowded with disease.
He is a proclaimed brat in tease.
One day he talks of his wealth.
It is not in prime health.
The other day he rattles about his stealth.
It is his foremost breath.
He praises himself singling him as the only one.
He poses imperiously as a high done.
Calls one who is always in the run.
His pretexts draw contempt from all but one.
He has a counterpart in his sibling.
Both go about with scheming.
Their thoughts are full of evil crawling.
They are but leeches in the offing.
Men of such mind flourish lively.
Distracting the good from their poise easily.
Spreading baseless information endlessly.
Oh! tell me are they devils or wholesome evil?
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Meenas Poems 