Meenas PoemsAn intention to help
a thought of kindness
could be misconstrued
as an indulgence uncalled
leaving the good heart
disillusioned and disappointed .
Go with an open hand
with an equally open heart
say the wise and experienced
easy to say than be done
sanguine be the face
yet the heart bleeds.
Kindness when misunderstood
makes one wary and cautious
there goes the saying in Tamil
“பாத்திரம் அறிந்து பிச்சைப் போடு”
know the situation and render help
an apt adage for philanthropy 
Come every year the Christmas
a festival of candles
honouring the birth of Christ
a gesture in a way very amazing and sprite
a significance with all merits
that be not only a birthday of the Lord
but be a recapture of his faith and brand
a renewal of his teachings
a virtual celebration as it looks now
being a convenient escapism from the cult
Christianity preaches love and kindness
mercy and sympathy carry the impetus
violence and hatred never in the syllabus
tells us to embrace every soul with a lovely smile
that takes us with a distinction across the miles
Do we see such kindred spirit as of now?
Have to hunt for such souls through the brow.
That again is an exercise to no avail
Setting aside the mission for a while
Wishing all a Merry Christmas
and a Happy N
ew Year.
Her face has a distinct form
not like a pear in the norm
an oval shape in perfect form
two big eyes well placed
with expressions not dazed
a kindness pops out unfazed
a nose of mighty sharp
nothing that of a prop
long and aquiline on top
the lips so thin and curved
look they like a painted nerve
has a chin effective and pleasant
not long or pointed in a pretend
the cheeks did glow with a pink
a robust cheer to espy in a wink
that be the girl I saw on my way
a beauty that took me by sway.
Great be her kindness
going in an outflow
that becomes overwhelming
with an act of mercy
that being one of great rendition
covering the whole extension
holding two tiny fingers
lifting them up with cheer
whose cheeks look dry
with the eyes expressing no life
and body with protruding bones
embracing him with love
she takes the child home
knowing no
t whose child he be
nurses him with all care
feed him and bathes him
with the days going by
he becomes a robust child
healthy and cheerful
Well, that be her reward
better than any recognition
national or international.
A smiling nod is a pleasant recognition.
A loving word is a significant appreciation.
A noble thought is a pensive extension.
A supporting act is a remarkable application.
Going out with all these is a relevant attribution.
These should come out effortlessly on all occasions.
These are not practised but are spontaneous distributions.
Spurting out like a natural phenomenon spurning afflictions
Without any formalities to hold on to them is a rigorous configuration.
The nod rightfully calls for a friendly admiration.
The word strongly insists on a personal communications.
The thought staunchly instills a deserving contribution.
While the act succinctly incorporates a valid construction.
The realm of kindness is vast and contains grace in all its perpetuation.
Religions guide us through life.
Living upright is the way of life.
Speak not lies is all religion’s call.
Help the needy is their essential call.
Believe in truth is their underlying principle.
Never belie trust is every religion’s gospel.
Kind words and acts they advocate bring in harmony and peace.
Radiating cheer and happiness they prove demand no fees.
Humility and respect they insist command progression.
Authority and audacity they point out lead to destruction.
That being the basis of all religions at large.
Wherein breaks violence and unrest in a gorge?
Destroying the human race in gross.
Would people ever try to rectify the flaws?
Beyond the walls lies the other side
Mostly the pastures are green on the other side,
The numerical coins have two sides,
They do expose a head and a tail,
Man has a single face,
But he shows different countenance,
He smiles at one,
Scorns the other,
He looks up with admiration across,
Also turns away with contempt all over,
His eyes reveal kindness,
They emit evil too,
His face reflects the mind,
It also refracts the heart,
His heart sings,
It also cries,
His mind discerns,
It also swings,
The other side is gorgeous more so
When it depicts a liking,
It is disastrous most often
When it creates a dislike,
The other side in most attributes is constant,
Lo! the other side in man is variant.
So goes the Poet’s thought,
Exploring the thresholds of the human.
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