Meenas PoemsLeaves bright and erect
talks about weather correct.
Leaves green and shining
tells us of the binding.
Leaves fluttering and jostling
invite us to a celebration dazzling.
Leaves possessing medical ingredients
grant us a cure for most ailments.
The disposable we talk of now
were seen in leaves years before.
Evergreen keeps on haunting.
Memories cast a taunting.
Recollections indicate an overwhelming.
Reflections carry a loud thinking.
Past is not history always.
Lessons it imparts imply a say.
Deliberations hold us in a sway.
Releasing an evergreen permeation all gay.
Greenery is a feast to the physical eye.
It fills up the heart with pride high.
Paucity of greenery causes a sigh.
It is nature’s endowment beyond a buy.
Enthusiasm enliven the soul.
Encouragement leads to the goal.
Happiness plays the lead role.
Imposing a green tone on the whole.
Evergreen beckons all to a road.
Trace of green is found in every fold.
Its physical tinge exhibits a lively gold.
Its abstract form builds up an enthralling reload .
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Green takes the cue from nature.
Greenery presents a beautiful aperture.
Greenish hue illustrates a lovely feature.
The dark and deep forest looks green all through.
The ups and downs in the hills encircle greenery all through.
Green fascinates every one all through.
An encomium to the colour green marks the show.
The greenish tinge enhances the glow.
The excellence of the colour green entices all in a flow
The shades of green are different and delicate.
The characteristics of green are impressive and invigorate.
Greenery enlivens the environment elaborate.
It is a green valley.
Green grass shines all the way.
Green leaves glitter round the bay.
Green hedges have a lovely say.
Green signifies prosperity.
Greens deliver immunity.
Green indicates get ready.
Green triggers growth steady.
It is the lush green that brings cheer.
It s the lively green that drops dear.
It is the bottle green that attracts all near.
It is the leaf green that expresses nothing to fear.
So much so green greets all .
Green carries an enthusiastic call.
Green sets the tune of a crawl.
Green gives an impetus without a brawl..
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The garden was stocked with fallen leaves,
Gathering them up was a task in a fleece,
There was an uninterrupted fall from trees,
Leaves came down slowly after a gentle breeze.
Green and yellow leaves lay scattered without a cease,
Twigs small and big landed down in the crease,
They made the garden look like a messy freeze,
Inadvertently it seemed an entertainment set to please.
Cleaning up was a target beyond reach,
Finding a team was a difficult breach,
The work had to be done with a screech,
As there was no time to impeach.
Like the dry leaves thoughts crowd
The mind quivers in a desperate shroud,
Sprucing it up seems to be a task loud,
Resuming equanimity is like a falling cloud.
The imbalance strikes hard mercilessly,
Reviewing it generates apprehension enormously,
Yet gardens could be swept and cleaned spotlessly,
But the mind withholds the trials though not erroneously.
Driving through undulation.
Crossing the vegetation,
Negotiating the rude turns,
Breaking through the thorny ferns,
We went up above the hills
It was sombre sweet,
Birds chirping a gentle tweet,
Gleefully whisked along the way,
Benevolently carried away in sway,
We went up above the hills.
It was refreshing smart,
With breeze blowing aloft,
Aromatic fragrance spreading across,
Caressingly l
ifting the nostrils to a gross,
We went up above the hills.
It was green,
Full of sheen,
Layers of lush trail,
Lay freely without bail,
We went up above the hills.
It was picturesque,
Never was it grotesque,
Throwing a colourful hue,
Glowing under a lovely blue,
We went up above the hills.
It was totally fresh,
There was no rude brush,
Rendering a breathlessness,
Inducing a togetherness,
We went up above the hills.
It was Nature , pristine nature,
It was a feature, delightful feature,
The grace was infinite,
The exuberance was never too finite,
We went up above the hills.
Leaves bloom in a lovely green hue,
Thick and dense in a clasping cue,
Spreading a canopy of shade ,
Providing a glittering like jade,
Only to fall in days few.
The rain fed rivers flow gently,
Through the pebbles and moss gracefully,
Carrying with them alluvial soil across
Enriching the fields as they cross,
Only to get into the ocean mildly.
Man lives with pomp and merry,
Arrogant and towering over all in glory,
Dictating terms to everyone with serpentine authority,
Destroying one and all with diabolical impetuosity
Only to get interred in dust shortly
It is as explicit as ever,
That which is born cannot live forever,
That which takes place will fade
Be it beautiful or ugly,good or bad,
All would drop down in 
a wither.
Watching the lovely trees,
Endowed with green leaves,
Seeing the manicured hedges,
Hemmed along the slushy ledges,
Noticing the dangling flowers
Blossomed along the pathway covers,
Walking over the stretch of lush grass,
Grown in abundance purporting a class,
Playing with the colourful butterflies
Which buzz with dedicated ties,
Following the cute little sparrows ,
Which hum with repeated notes in the meadows,
Grant an illustrative experience as though in pictures,
Daintily painted by the renowned painters
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