Meenas PoemsIt is all
knowing breed.
It is all accepting creed.
It is all directing lead.
It is all-purpose feed.
It is all amassing greed.
It is the all growing need
It is all germinating seed.
It is all flourishing deed.
It is all nourishing weed.
If all these supersede.
If all these exceed.
If all these accede.
If all these proceed.
If all these succeed.
There would be a stampede.
There would be a great impede.
Promulgating a fall in speed.
Expressions are various.
Expressing well is an art indigenous .
Expressing ill is a skill disastrous .
Expressing sense is a practice harmonious.
Expressing rot is a vocation dangerous.
Expressing joy is a design felicitous.
Expressing sadness is an exercise torturous.
Expressions involve a grandeur infectious.
Expressions entertain a cordiality delicious.
Expressions go about to form a discipline luminous.
Reading well enhances knowledge.
The well read impart best tutelage.
Reading thorough directs a lovely arrange.
Intensive read indicates a wholesome average.
Reading entire releases a fine coverage.
In depth read embarks on a neat footage.
Reading persistently revives an extensive foliage.
A comprehensive read for sure expresses a leverage.
Reading with love is a lively delightful anchorage.
Stimulating 
read is more or less like a refreshing beverage.
Reading makes a man learned all through the age.
Writing is for pleasure .
Writing is to be cherished as a treasure.
Writing brings about undue pressure.
Writing is an activity of leisure
Writing is a quality to ensure.
A group of islands lie facing the Andaman Seas
Once upon a time they were busy like bees.
A curse confounded them to a secluded freeze.
On and off they were invaded by the Siamese.
The island was torn into pieces in a fleece.
Mahasuri was a beautiful girl of the land.
Looked exotic and exuberant amidst the local band.
Captured the heart of the Sultan of Kedah by her alluring brand.
Her looks kindled the jealousy of the Sultan’s wife’s in terrific grand.
Mahasuri fell to the sword emitting white blood on to the sand.
She was not adulteress as claimed by the Sultanate.
She was an innocent wife of an official in the Sultanate.
She was deliberately murdered out of hate.
Her cries reverberate in the forests even this late.
Her story is enacted in her tomb everyday with a rate.
Releasing a significant fear and tears within the gate.
As the legend narrates a tragedy in full volume.
The ninety-nine islands rise up to the eagle’s boom.
The white sea-shore glistens in the sunny doom.
The mangrove forests throw a greenish bloom.
The lush waterfalls fall down in a spectacular zoom
The pregnant lake flows with a temporary hush.
Silently blessing the childless woman with a fertility blush.
Kuah ,the main island ,is a symbol of flush.
The white, brown, black, yellow, tourists move in a rush.
Intending to take with them nature’s bounty in an articulate fuss.
Langkawi translates 
nature’s beauty in a lively form.
It is the jewel of Kedah with a delicate charm.
It presents a rejuvenating citadel in a lukewarm.
Its extensive seashore zigzags without a conform.
Well,it is an experience beyond an explainable norm
It is a likelihood of proximity.
Might be a fallacy of divinity.
Calling for an immediate spontaneity.
Preceded by a tantalising agitation.
Followed by a vigorous affectation.
Spurred by a disoriented infusion.
The eyes wink in a speedy flutter.
The lips move in a strange clatter.
Words surge in and out in fine chatter.
The crowd throngs in a feverish momentum.
Eager to listen to the frenzied dictum.
Holding their breath they await the referendum.
Gradually the letters decipher into an ultimatum.
The words are strung to form a verbatim.
The wordy garland carries a prediction of events.
It is impregnate with a content.
The belief is beyond admission.
Well, it is an individual decision.
Going by it is a blind faith.
It is obviously a myth.
Yet, it has an arterial appeal.
It penetrates through the circulation.
Insinuating a deep perpetuation.
They conjoin
the mind and body in integration.
It is an experience thrilling, no doubt
Yet, it lacks an authenticity in stout.
Life is to give out liberally.
It is not a reciprocal take strictly.
Live without any expectations nearly.
Life is beautiful with tremendous potentiality.
A child is a gift of God.
She has to grow up with a nod.
It is her life be it odd.
The way to live is her prod.
It is the parental duty to bring her up .
Affection and discipline make her reach high up.
Tending to her is an interesting close up.
No more should be expected than this one up.
Be that with your children more so.
The same holds good with your parents also.
It should be the principle in your life ever so.
Expecting nothing from anybody for whatever so.
Content is King goes the saying generally.
It is for a different context say you smilingly.
To me it is contentment that precedes others normally.
It is a special enthusiasm that evolves gracefully.
Wandering physically is a threat to me,
Moving from home is disagreeable to me,
Putting things in a bag is a distraction to me,
Exiting from the vibrancy of the house is impractical to me.
Well, that may be the case for my physical activity,
I get ahead in great acceleration with my mind in totality,
It travels through all spheres in fine dexterity,
Crossing countries and continents in high velocity.
Alighting on the wings of fantasy my mind flies,
Goes as far as the fourteenth century events in tries,
Gleefully transcends in the realm in short strides.
Galloping as fast as it could as likely as the horse rides.
Lying in comfort, I visualise the Great Barrier reef in its glory,
Sitting in the patio, I dream of the Alps in its beauty,
Walking around, I hear the London Bridge revealing its story,
Attending to my duties, my inward eyes capture the Himalayas in stability.
It might sound odd to most of you as far from reality,
You might term me mildly lunatic distanced from sensibility,
I might look a little peculiar figure leading away from credibility,
Well, that is me a lonely being very much against rationality.
inlays and designs are embellishments in art.
They expose a fabulous creativity
Pillars and portraits excel in intrinsic style.
They look gorgeous with beautiful inlays.
Frills and frescoes are blemish in talk.
They broadcast an artificial snobbery.
Talk and eloquence depict an ingenuity.
They sound bombastic with loud exaggerations.
Delicate inlays are lovely designs.
They enumerate the artisan’s profound skill.
They are a gorgeous treat to the eyes.
Lending an exuberance to architecture.
Clandestine frills are negative designs.
They promote an added incredibility.
They lie heavily on the audience patience.
Extending a superficiality to the oration.
The inlays and frills are deciphered diferently
.
Rendering an impressive perception to the structural ambience,
Offering an artificial indulgence to the oral narration.
Well! that is how the presentation carries across.
A smile is a smile to me,
it is an expression of happiness,
It looks so to me,
See beyond it,say many
There would be a tinge of joy,
There would be a trace of melancholy,
it would bear an outline of anger,
it would conceal a violent temper,
it would camouflage ignorance,
it would also hide a vengeance,
If that is so, I feel,
the smile is no longer a smile.
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