Meenas PoemsIt is a lily
white and lovely
pretty and dainty
dangles in the sun
causes a lot of fun
enjoyable to look at
a pleasure to watch at
a flower not very catchy
expresses a nature gritty
being solemn and pure all through
as white stands for all that is true.
It is a dainty flower
lovely and tender
gay it looks
beside a brook
being very small
it looks not tall
catches the eye
crucially with a sigh
not one of heave
but of sieve
goes into the heart
strikes with a start
transcends into peace
joins together all pieces
of the mind and thought
to a totality found anew
Indeed! a genuine renew.
The flavour in the pie
the smell that emanates
greatly igniting the wish
wanting to savour it in deviates
tasting it bit by bit
let not in one go
well as it lies there closely knit
devoured by many in a flow
the aroma keeps my nostrils panting
while my taste buds flip-flop
I stand in the queue wanting
seeing the layer in top
being swapped in gently
entering smoothly into the throat
it being a dish of dainty
that would melt in the mouth as a float
Oh! the dish is making me ravenous
as waiting increases the appetite even more.
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