Meenas PoemsA name and a fame
comes with a claim
with a validity
not with strain
nor with any gain
could be of yester years.
A name and a fame
comes in so many claims
with a push and pull
not with sincerity
nor with any ingenuity
is vogue in recent years.
A name and a fame
comes in a tame
stands the test of times
that comes out of force
will not withstand the course
so be the difference in years.
Nothing much I find in writing
Nothing much i write about.
Nothing much I do think of.
Nothing much I learn also.
P
retty much I live as I am
not bothered about name and fame
Pretty much i stand alone
not wanting to get into the crowd.
Well that much I can say about me
as I having nothing more to reveal.
It looked as if it is going to rain.
The clouds grew dark as if in feign.
But the effort was in vain.
As the expected did not happen in the main.
Thunder also joined the game.
The sound was tremendous not to blame.
But the work was only lame.
As nothing happened to name.
Lightning stepped into the fray.
The shine was a blinding in the bay.
But the schedule was not gay.
As everything indicated an event stray.
The rain played hide and seek.
Its downpour was in streak.
But the entire schedule was meek.
As everything disappeared with a shriek.
She has reached the threshold of fame.
She is a lady with a name.
Everyone, for sure, has a name.
Her personality gives a shot to the name.
She has an air of splendour.
She extends an affable render.
She is elegant and slender.
She exhibits a graceful tender.
She is a recipient of the highest honour.
Awards and prizes come to her from all corners.
She remains the most spectacular donor.
She distributes. all her prize money to the loners.
Her philanthropy adds to her glamour.
She commands a spontaneous reverence.
Her charisma delivers an effervescence.
Her bent of mind marks a noble reference.
Her style calls for a valid observance.
No wonder, she is a lady of brilliance.
How to address you?
How to call you?
I consider and I deliberate.
Nay ,call me as John,
Nothing beyond that .
As I am born,
Almost like that.
I still hold ,
I recall your post
As I fold,
In an unnerving toast.
Nay ,I am simply John,
No matter what I am,
I need no darn,
As Ilike to be as I am.
I hesitate with fear,
As your status is high,
I get back in the rear,
Letting out a sigh.
Nay , I am none but John,
Nevertheless of my stand,
I wish to be withdrawn,
Away from the band.
John , I cry out,
You turn with a smile,
My sudden let out ,
Has gone ahead of a mile.
It is the real quality in you,
That propels an admiration,
It is best merit in you,
That gives you a designation
Meenas Poems 