Meenas PoemsWalking across the road
took a turn and board
a bus going with full load
by the hills it rode
fast and gleefully in the cold
on the way it showed
scenario of great note
greenery on one fold
on the other the hills rising bold
enraptured on a hold
the passengers as told
remained fascinated and rolled
as the bus negotiated on bends and roared 
the experience was one of gold
Calling , calling she came near
what was the great fear?
she shook herself in fright sheer
as she pointed out to a place rear
saying that it was something mere
not a very fascinating thing to hear
but truly very scary and out of gear
making one sad and shed tears
she showed a man drunken and peer
through the window in a manner queer
ranting and rambling with a jeer
tumbling in the lane in a wear]
emanating a shudder greatly dire
causing the episode appear weird.
With the momentum picking up
there had been a prop up
with things being pushed up
coming into limelight in course
appearing as if not brought by force
getting aware of the source
got to know the way it being done
going stealthily in the run
appropriating a great fun
in reality it was an affair of creation
that was viewed with great relation
apparently an issue of fascination
leading one to another
beating with a manipulation under
that be their goal in tender
being achieved in style
while the world remains out of dial
that is how people go about in guile.
Telling a lie now and then
going astray then and now
talking irrelevant now and then
acting insanely then and now
has been his way on and off
tagging to norms off and on
generally breaking ties on and off
intimidating off and on
lived with a deal then
existing with a shield now
crying foul on and on
grabbing all off and off
That being now and then most
seemingly on and off almost
he is a strange person at the utmost.
The long arid desert with nothing
the vast expanse of land without anything
just a stretch of sand white all the way
could see only the sunlight all the day
might not present a vivid picture
being plain and colourless in stricture
they too lend a beauty great
making known to the world to date
that nothing has a value immense
as it is the starting point in all essence.
With the zero begins the numerical regime
so with the desert rolls the other teams
that of hills, mountains, ocean, and fertile lands
synchronizing the world into a place grand.
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