Meenas PoemsThe fire raged high
went up to the sky
the redness was bright
created a fright
it became night
the fire rose higher
it never got tired
it stood there for long
burnt all in a wrong
that which was beautiful
turned ugly in a minute
great is the possibility
greater is the impossibility
greatest is the impetuosity
as it relates to animosity.
A fire suddenly broke out.
The red flames spread throughout.
It was rising up and up without a doubt.
The steam was radiating heat unbearable round about.
The fireman fought with excess clout.
They got stifled in the way out.
The fire created a total rout.
The inmates were letting out a loud shout.
Struggling the fire brigade saved many in a tout.
They got burns extensively in a bout.
Braving the fire they resumed their work with heart stout.
They did save all lives from being burnt out.
A few men do heroic deeds in a term out.
They perform not for honour in a try out.
They do out of compassion mostly in a line out.
Such people are to be worshipped in a fold out
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