Meenas PoemsListening to music keeps me fine
taking the tense away with a shine
as I lend my ears to every line
my heart goes out to the words in nine
leading me to forget to dine
as I throw my soul into it in a bind
not knowing what is happening in a wind
I sit totally enraptured and become blind
not literally but metaphorically in hind
with a throb and an advance in kind
I lose myself to the nuances of music
as I revel and rejoice in its delicious mystic.
Getting to know people
Getting to know their intentions
Makes one at times yell with delight
sometimes depresses the outlook and insight.
The niceties of man get known in his words.
Certain periods these words also go wayward.
The words powdered and made up with sugary taste
reflect a lovely presentation when judged in haste.
The sayings that is true could be bitter most times
they do get less sour when told with rhymes.
The way to talk is but different with one another.
One might require a strong wordings in tenor
while other gets curled up being sensitive
repelling anything that goes beyond the prerogative.
The poise of placing words in a sentence needs great tact
with the proper attuning there arises a great impact
creating an enthusiasm initially and a will to listen
not to everything said in a haphazard manner as to chasten
but pronounced with important reference and indicative choice.
A modest event turned grand.
It was a show of a happy band.
Conducted with chaste austerity.
Relieved of unwanted inhibitory.
Adhering to principles of discipline.
Breaking the prevalent indiscipline.
Proposing a cordial welcome.
Extending a warm decorum.
Weeding the undesirable associations.
Embracing the required convictions.
The hosts conducted a perfect show.
It was a quiet programme in a flow.
Sequences took place in a natural mode.
Leaving none bored.
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