Meenas PoemsIt is a May morning
there is drizzle
the birds come out and go back
fear there could be more rain
a pleasant morning it seems
with a breeze all too cool
and the sun still in its slumber
a respite from the hot
of yesterdays
scorching and sweltering
could the birds have a premonition?
wonder so, wishing a cool day.
“Might” or “may’ cross then and there
provoke a sensation of doubt
might happen, might rain, might do
all come without a clue
may come. may go, may escape
turn without an end
relative they sound with a note
a tendency to evade or avoid
a slippery attribute in a way
non-committal in all respects
the “might ” and “may”
make me always gay
could be because they render
a gentle way out from the situation
a solution though not definite
a jump out of the criterion
a categorical process to leave
go ahead in a style soft
the words give a voluntary revision
a stealthy mode to deliver the reality
without any pain or hurt
I might find the lost one soon
I may join you tomorrow
a note of hope and wellness
accompanies the reply
extended without any promise.
May morning it is
Bright sun and warm weather 
The grass is greener than usual
with lush growth and shining colour.
There is fun and gaiety all around
as the spring has set in.
The children are out in play
looking rosy and cheerful
with the mild sun enhancing
the beauty to a gracious glow.
The birds twitter and fly around
soaking in the sun light making merry.
It is all through a celebration adorable
colorful, sublime. and ravishing.
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It is a beautiful May morning,
The grasshoppers are busy flying ,
The butterflies are buzz buzzing,
The birds are sweetly singing,
Depicting a scene most relaxing,
It is then the Sun comes out of the sky.
It is a beautiful May morning,
The baby is crying,
The elder boy is crazily drifting,
The Lady is attentively cooking,
Expressing a mood most exasperating
It is then the Sun came out from the sky.
It is a beautiful May morning,
The street is actively bustling,
Cars are incessantly plying,
People are hurrying,
Enacting a plight most ruminating,
It is then the Sun comes out from the sky.
It is a beautiful May morning,
It is a mood most relaxing,
The morning scenario is galvanizing
The routine activities are thronging,
Presenting the most plausible enthralling,
It is then the Sun comes out of the sky.
It is a beautiful may morning,
The dawn is amazing,
Punctuated by the episodes enticing,
Referred by the instances appealing,
Graduated by regular happenings,
It is then the Sun comes out of the sky.
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Meenas Poems 