Meenas Poemsit is a ride
going off the tide
well into the side
not under a hide.
it is a slide
very much like a glide
nothing in the allied
well into the belied.
It is an abide
not in the aside
but being fired
that too from the
It has died
having been tried
turning dried
nothing beside.
Traveling far and wide
round the side
on a pleasant tide
taking a guide
with nothing in the hide
no more projects to abide
with relaxation as the only ride
he enjoyed himself all well in the glide
returning home with cheer in stride.
Passion takes the front seat with much pride.
Making all others slide back in a hide.
It tries to embrace all the sides
while standing up like a guide.
It forces one to strictly abide
by releasing an emotional tide.
The writing patch renders a lovely glide
allowing a smooth ride.
The wordy expressions give a beautiful insight
by decking the experiences into a garland bright.
The narrations are sometimes light.
The explanations most times reach a height.
The descriptions open out a picturesque sight.
The authenticity is never a question right.
The imagination ascends above in the wings of flight.
On the whole writing is a passion not to be taken slight.
Meenas Poems 