Meenas PoemsRegret what you have said in rash
not his cup of tea at all
he speaks with a shout and a dash
always his way in a call.
Goes he with a smile and tease
when he himself is to be fleeced
behaves in a manner most egoistic
never he has shown stoic.
He is with so many defaults
harbinger of countless faults
poses himself to be godly
a blower of his own trumpet 
sadly..
The frost bites they say
The heat kills all day
The cold chills in a way
The hot heats always
.
Every thing has its own faults
No thing is perfect
We expect more from each
Looking beyond the reach.
The shortcomings are everywhere
We have to stoically bear
The anticipation being less
we go with no stress.
A small poem on acceptance
asking for a perception
going by the ups and downs
avoiding a tumble and a fumble.
A verse on the going
that keeps us moving
never should we retreat
whatever might be the treat.
A song that sings sweet
it might be also a tweet’
Go by the righteous in all ways
that would bring you cheer always.
Meenas Poems 