Meenas PoemsThe glittering recent is attractive.
The shine dazzling is a sign positive.
The Godliness seen from ancient is divinity.
The opportunity thrown is infinity.
Progress of the old nation is great.
Economy is growing in spate.
Statesmen gain handsomely in all rounds.
People lose sordidly at all bounds.
The politicians wield governing power.
States go without electrical power.
It is an ancient land of civilization.
Well,it is the Great Indian nation.
It is an ancient city full of life,
It never sleeps all night,
It rises with an unassuming humility ,
And sets in with revered simplicity,
Bereft of pretensions and detentions
Which necessitates no retention
It puts on a trait of modesty,
Gathers no ill talk or foul thought,
While it sustains with resolute faith and determination
Leads an austere and no frill life,
Marked not by coquettishness and affectation,
My home town believes in values and morals,
By Distinguishing real from fake,
By discriminating fact and fiction,
It may seemingly appear as a laid back city,
With no huge and gaudy shopping malls,
With no glittering entertainment theatres,
With no theme parks and play centres,
But with lot of temples in and around,
Singing the praise of God with innate ardour,
Chanting the mantras and slokas with fervour,
Chiming the gigantic bells with religious frenzy,
Taking the Gods and Goddesses in a procession,
All around the main streets of the town,
Yes ! this is a city of temples,
Where there dwells sanity and sanctity,
Where there remains truth and sincerity,
Which is very much still soaked in divinity ,
Cherishing the noble ideals and ethics
While getting entranced in the holy gaiety.
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