Meenas PoemsIt was a pool
so very cool
breeding frogs and tadpoles
all in a gathering hole.
The water is blue
and it reflects true
the colors in a hue
creating a grand flew.
the tadpoles jump
as though in a trump
then they slump
falling near a pump.
The hyacinths in the pool
float in the water cool
presenting a portrayal
not akin to a betrayal.
Well,the pool and its organism
enliven the environment in a realism
going with the solgan
go green in the run,.
Little over there, there was
a pond full of fish
which had a lovely wish
that would sound rare.
The wish was very simple
only wanting water in surplus
all the time nevertheless
it should not trickle.
The pond’s wish was granted
It had water to the brim
making people to swim
a liveliness thus enacted.
As years rolled by
an evil eye fell on the pond
as it had to go through a bond
accordingly sales went by.
The pond was levelled,
It was divided into plots
sold by casting ballots
The pond lay dead.
Sky scrapers came in
with twenty to thirty floors
Houses went high up not in rows
creating a bustle and a noisy din
The wish of the pond still
remained alive as told
that it began to flood
as the rain water started to fill.
The inhabitants had a hard day
blocking the water’s entry
with sand bags acting as sentry
struggling to divert its way.
Going by the incidence
felt that offending nature
leads to a terrible torture
causing a situation beyond resistance
A man and his wife
lived humble with a strife
in the outskirts of a city
away from the rumble.
They had no issues
lived with mango trees
and coconut palms
in the shady realm.
They did organic cultivation
using leaves and waste in proportion
as potential manure to stimulate
the trees and enrich the land,
They pumped water from tanks
using solar power without any prank
the man and his wife thus
contributed to the wellness of land
Their yield was remarkable
while their products were chemical free
all in one stroke they
enhanced the land and man.
Their field was shady
the heat was minimal
the area looked so pleasant
different from the rest.
They are philanthropists
in their own way
contributing to the environment
by deploying techniques excellent.
The garbage lies in the yard in heaps.
Carry bags of polythene make up the heap.
Unmindful of the eyesore people go about
throwing more rubbish undestr
oyable on the heap.
There emanates a foul smell from the garbage.
Mosquitoes and insects breed in millions in the garbage
infecting the people around with ghastly illness.
by attacking them along with their entourage.
However much offensive they prove
the collection seems to grow without any reprove.
The people pay no attention to civic rules.
They like to live on amidst the stench in an approve.
It was a quiet day.
Is it a Sunday?
None walked down the street all day.
No cars hooted during the course of the day.
Nothing to diffuse the serenity of the day
except the rustling of leaves in the alley,
humming a melodious tune to the breezy wave.
No other thing to distract the quietness
except the murmuring of the river with an eagerness
repeating the flow in a sequential liveliness,
None the less the day passed on untainted.
The day folded naturally without being garishly painted.
The serenity released a sombre feeling much awaited
Rivers are source of strength.
Some go dry almost in tenth.
Some flood most in length.
Others remain even at all fronts.
Rivers dry due to failure of rains.
Their runway turns parched creating a strain
Moss and mushroom grow extensively indicating a drain.
They turn into eyesores signifying a bane.
Rivers are in spate due to rainfall copious.
They cross the path in a speed dangerous.
They overflow with a velocity hideous.
The deluge causes disaster all through.
Linking of rivers has long been in the anvil.
This move would save all from evil.
It is a concept which remains idle.
Certainly this link would evade all blink.
The stones and bricks are not lifeless as they seem.
They know much more than we comprehend in a seam.
They have witnessed many a quarrel and in fight of the team.
They have enjoyed the happiness and pleasure in a gleam.
The thought brings to mind the functions of bones and nerves.
The bones give shape to the Man’s curves
The nerves sustain his laborious serves.
Both give him facilities more than he deserves.
The stones brave the wind and weather.
They withstand with a spirit dying never.
The bricks deliver a sustenance forever.
Both together propose a structural grandeur.
The loud laughter penetrates through the stones.
The tearful cries strike the bricks in a repeated hone.
Mirth knocks the doors not alone.
Sorrow crosses the porch in a subdued tone.
The stones chuckle sonorously when they are disturbed terribly.
The bricks rattle fiercely when the wind blows rudely
They cause a furore in the dim night endlessly.
They shudder mildly in the starless darkness dolefully.
Never shun the stones of a house as lifeless.
Never condemn bricks of a house as useless.
They have recorded messages countless.
They have staged dramatic episodes nevertheless
Evergreen keeps on haunting.
Memories cast a taunting.
Recollections indicate an overwhelming.
Reflections carry a loud thinking.
Past is not history always.
Lessons it imparts imply a say.
Deliberations hold us in a sway.
Releasing an evergreen permeation all gay.
Greenery is a feast to the physical eye.
It fills up the heart with pride high.
Paucity of greenery causes a sigh.
It is nature’s endowment beyond a buy.
Enthusiasm enliven the soul.
Encouragement leads to the goal.
Happiness plays the lead role.
Imposing a green tone on the whole.
Evergreen beckons all to a road.
Trace of green is found in every fold.
Its physical tinge exhibits a lively gold.
Its abstract form builds up an enthralling reload .
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Green takes the cue from nature.
Greenery presents a beautiful aperture.
Greenish hue illustrates a lovely feature.
The dark and deep forest looks green all through.
The ups and downs in the hills encircle greenery all through.
Green fascinates every one all through.
An encomium to the colour green marks the show.
The greenish tinge enhances the glow.
The excellence of the colour green entices all in a flow
The shades of green are different and delicate.
The characteristics of green are impressive and invigorate.
Greenery enlivens the environment elaborate.
The world still moves on.
There was a sunrise in the morn.
There are many new-born.
The horses neigh in the barn.
The birds sing in the dawn.
The earth revolves around.
There is a lot of sound.
People walk around.
There seems to be no bound.
As all things are in order in the ground.
There is no sign of devastation.
Not even a specific exasperation.
It is but a regular situation
where there is liveliness in elaboration.
Easing out all tensions in a quick invigoration
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