A series on words
“S” being the first letter
had gone through for some time
the words are not conclusive
they be the ones that came to my mind
be important to me at the open
could seem trivial to others as they reopen
I dealt with those qualities at random
the merits and demerits I fathom
the definitions and meanings are vast
handled them with what little I know
certain of my interpretations found a welcome
others were not that much responsive
yet I continued with a stroke
have covered a small section without a break
could carry on with an enthuse
the poetic muse should enter my thoughts
enable me to go without any sought.
Meenas Poems 