Meenas PoemsThe chatter and play
that made us all gay
has left the fray
as stillness comes along
where silence is a belong
bringing in a long
while there reigns a quietness
with it rises a sadness
where there is an awareness
that indicates an alertness
where one has to be careful
lest there would be a situation dreadful
releasing a scare and a dare
all at the same time absolutely bare
letting out a feeling of despondency
very awful and greatly fearful.
Milk is poured on the deity,
To keep everyone happy,
Yogurt is poured on the deity,
To make everyone live in gaiety,
Tender coconut water is poured on the deity,
To bring about a lot of sanity,
Sandal paste is poured on the deity,
To usher in a realm of piety,
Honey is poured on the deity,
To facilitate a spontaneity,
If only these things are given to the needy,
They would live in a blissful solidarity,
This is a fervent entreaty,
This is an appeal in an entity,
That would take care of the have-nots fundamentally.
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