It is fun to see people
say they with a frown
not being treated at par
nor been greeted with love
the fault lies in them almost
forget they with a convenience
grumble and mumble all the more
pull their face long like a fiddle
talk not in a pleasant tone
scorn and condemn the doer
silly accusations abound
with that the cordiality snaps
arises a difficult relationship
being none other than inflated ego
has been part of the world from long ago.
Meenas Poems 