Meenas PoemsThe ways and means,
To deride with contempt,
To demean with attempt,
To destroy with fervent,
To cheat with arrogance,
To illegally seize
To cast a siege,
To devastate a being,
To quell the mortal,
Is a disenchanting temper,
Unqualified to dampen the spirit,
Which is eternal,
Which is invincible,
To the decrying indulgence.
The eloquence was fiery,
The oration was a call,
A loud claim tall,
Inviting the youth,
To participate in the sleuth,
Stressing the precedence ,
Of the sustained diligence,
Invigorating the precepts
Of the moral concept,
Initializing the relevance
Of sincere presence,
Centering on an interest
Of essential trust
Concluding on a positive notation,
Hailed as a scholarly quotation.
Flying high in the air,
Brings Cheer,
Going deep into the issue,
Gives clue,
Probing into details,
Leaves a derail
Take things as it comes.
You feel light.
Oh ! what a beauty !
sighs the heart,
Ah ! How beautiful!
Sights the eye.
Ay! par excellence !
Sounds the word.
Ho!deeply sublime!
Sings the music.
Om ! highly celestial!
Chants the hymns
Oh ! Ay! Ho!Om!!Beauty Behold!
Quoths the poet
To live with a pre conceived notion,
To relate to a snobbish affiliation,
To bear a disruptive fraction,
To stick to an ironical situation,
To alight on a diabolical affirmation,
To find an eventual misconception,
Will lead to a unenamoured antagonism.
The day began with a clout,
Reimbursing a full-fledged bout,
Enforcing an overwhelmed doubt,
Settling towards an inexplicable 
rout.
It languished over a past occurence,
Which lay on a deceitful evidence,
Thus harping on a demeaning reference,
Moving towards a feigning preference.
The method of thinking over and over again,
The process of brooding about the repeated refrain,
Intimidates on a retrospective gain,
Inferring a living with a flimsy brain.
Hence the provaction is baseless,
And the anger is lawless,
The bewilderment is meaningless,
Corroborating an immature resentment.
The sky is over drawn
As dark clouds gather,
The Sun withdraws,
It looks like a heavy downpour,
Assuming a symptom of glee,
Importing a rejoice free,
The trees shoot up high,
The flowers bloom out shy,
The heat dies down,
Allowing a cool throw,
Impounding an untold exhilaration.
Insisting a great dimension ,
Expecting the rain to descend,
Lo! the rain disappoints.
Appetites are many,
Which at times are funny,
Which mostly appears crazy
But largely poses risky.
The hunger for food ,
Becomes exactly acceptable,
And entirely liable
But ever feasible
The lust for money,
Turns unwittingly detestable,
And absolutely contemptible,
But never pardonable.
The lure for greed,
Looks abruptly deplorable,
And largely gullible,
But necessarily vulnerable.
The desire for physical pleasure,
Reflects unimaginably horrible,
And terribly fallible,
But definitely unpalatable.
Hunger remains unappeased,
Hunger retains unethical
Hunger claims intensity,
Hunger disclaims integrity
A tiny drop descends,
Slowly down the cheeks
Stories many it speaks,
Apprehending a fear
A tiny drop glitters,
Steadily around the eyes,
Incidents many it spies,
Discussing a morbidity.
A tiny drop flows
Rapidly across the face,
Recalling a melancholic trace,
Tracing a poignancy.
A tiny drop adjoins,
Over a multitude of choice,
Swiftly holding a moist ,
Reflecting a grouse.
A tiny drop flickers,
Fluttering as a shadow
Emanating a snicker,
Ruminating the pathos.
Tears well up,
As they blinden,
Tears swell up,
As they embolden.
Leaving a despondency,
Against an inability,
Letting an impotency ,
Against a certainty
Little drops of water make a mighty sea
Little thoughts chart out an exciting plea
So never set aside little.
Little pebbles of stone make a huge hill
Little moves bring forth an enchanting thrill
So never eschew little.
Little rain brings about a great relief,
Little kindness enhances the quality of belief
So never discard little.
Little plants flower in different hue,
Little kids radiate a glossy cue
So never say it is little.
All things little and wonderful
Are bounteous and beautiful,
So always enhance little
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